Little Blue Pills Pt2

Dm, Gm, A

     Dm
What once we believed
to be so glorious and freeing's
       Gm
just a crutch
and in retrospect the good times
                             A
that we've had don't seem so worth it
when I'm wakin' up in cold sweat
shakin' on some stranger's white leather couch
                           Dm
with a head full of regrets (break)

Dm
     I've made up my bed
                         Gm
now i guess it's time to sleep
                               A
swaddled up in sterile white sheets
I'm losin' touch

            Dm
Little blue pills
to help me sleep
              Gm
don't like my life
so i take seven when i drink
Am
wake up in the A
still shakin' from the mayhem
                          Dm
with the door off of its hinge

              Dm
Call me lady vodka
there's only three tears I can shed
           Gm
weary and broken
but just can't rest well in this bed
Am
ink stained carpets
and stolen cars
I gave you everything
                               Dm
and all you gave me were these scars

          Dm
i fucking hate you
i fucking hate you
          Gm
goddamn i love you
goddamn i love you
       A
but we both know if we ever
stick together
we'll just tear ourselves apart

           Dm
You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
            Gm
you make me happy
but the skies are grey
           A
you are my heroin
but there's an abscess
goddamn me missed the vein

                      Dm
She's scratchin'' her pen
through the pages in her notebook
                Dm
scratching' the blade of her knife
into her hip
(at least they're hidden)
  A
a quarter of our lives gone by
knees nailed to the ground
            Dm
begging for more

Dm                             Gm
    Forcin' that needle in his vein
forcin' that liquor down his throat
                           A
(well that's just how i cope)
quarter of our lives gone by
knees nailed to the ground
            Dm
begging for more