C E Am Am
F E Am Am
                C          E         Am     Am
Well I've been working on becoming what I am
F            E        Am     Am
In this bus-terminal bathroom
C       E            Am          Am
  And these days I dream like I live
     F          E                Am    Am
of trash! And scammed Grayhound passes

F           F          E         Am
  Why don't I take a shower you wonder
      F            F            E...
I(?) guess what I can't smell, I JUST CAN'T DMEMBE R!!
        Am    
So I'm doing my best to smell
 E                       F
just like this basement forever
   E   Am
Forever

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Well isn't hitchiking dead they all ask
        F            E               Am     Am
Not as long as I'm still broke and breathing
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And if they don't cut this thumb off my dead fist
              F       F           E       E
well then I'm on this on ramp for eternity
             F            F            E            Am
There ain't nothing like singing your heart out to nobody
    F          F           E            E
as you fall asleep by the side of the road
         Am                      E
you know I never felt quite as free
              F
or quite as alone
E               Am
  or quite as alone