Covert Discretion

E - 0
B - 3
G - 0
D - 2
A - 2
E - 0

G      D         Em7
Covert discretion in a hotel room
                         A
Ain't it always the same
G       D       Em7
Another gig now, got an achin' head
                        A
And I'm back on display
G        D           Em7        
Ain't no thing though, all the 
                               A
fans agree, we killed it tonight
G           D     Em7           
Back at the hotel, watching CNN,
                         A
 still scared for my life
B               G     D     C
So where is the party going on?
B               G       D    C
It's no fair to make me stay alone
G          D     Em7
Down in the lobby there's a couple 
left
                        A
Have them buy me a round
G       D           Em7
I'm your best friend I'm your 
superstar
                            A
Yeah I'm down with the brown
G        D        Em7
We in the bathroom let's be super 
cool
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                           A
You gotta a little bit left
G      D             Em7
What a special thing, I'm your 
trophy boy
                        A
Get the fuck out my face
B           G    D    C
You will go home satisfied
B       G           D       C
I'll be blacked out for the night
G      D      Em7               
In the morning I can't remember,
                         A
 I can't remember a thing
G          D      Em7
I'm on the bus now
They won't look at me, man it's 
               A
always the same
G     D     Em7
I'm a broken, why can't you see?
                            A
Can't you give me your hand?
G          D        Em7
No, I'm the bad guy, don't 
appreciate, can't you see who I am?
   A

B                 G   D    C
I'm on my last leg, I can't see
B                  G         D     C
I wasn't trying to blow your fantasy
G       D          Em7
Another chance now, I'm on the stage
 again
                         A
But this time I don't fly
G            D       Em7        
You all just left me, just 
                              A
walked away. Alone up there to die.
G         D        Em7          
It was the next day got a couple
                            A
 calls making sure I'm alive
G            D        Em7
Man you gotta end this, just walk 
away
                       A
Your money or your life.
B            G            D      
So save your judgments for someone 
  C
else
B                G         D    
And be grateful I saved me from 
      C
myself

C C C C

G                    E
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Am          D
And I never gonna die
G                    E
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Am          D
And I never gonna die
G                    E
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Am          D
And I never gonna die
G                    E
Fuck you all I gotta reason to live
      Am          D
And I never gonna die