(intro) G G/F# G G/F# G C (palm mute) G C I woke up on the wrong side of the floor. Made made my way through the front door. Broke my engagement with myself. A C Perfect picture of bad health another notch scratched on my belt. A D The future just ain't what it used to be. (intro) I got a new start on a dead end road. Peaked peaked out on reaching new lows. Owe I paid off all my debts to myself. Perfect picture of bad health another notch scratched on my belt. The future's in my living room (refrão) G C Uptight I'm a nag with a gun. All night suicide's last call. G D G I've been uptight all night I'm a son of a gun. (intro - sem pal mute) (refrão)