C When i met you we were youngG And like gasoline To matchesDm Waking Up DrunkF Sleeping through your early classesC I grew up and grew dullG You say you wished i hadn'tDm Well I'm drunk againF And you're guilty like you're irish catholic [Chorus]G You aint no saintAm G I aint one eitherF G Guess thats why i'm lying hereC Cause i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing up bloodC And i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing out blood [Post-Chorus]G I got a gut full of ulcersF Gonna burn out like dead stars Turn to dust[Verse 2]C If you're coming here aloneG Then theres nowhere else to goDm So when i walk in manF they know I'm aloneC Dig your anchors in my bonesG Keep your breathing soft and slowDm Its freezing, i made aF blanket from my coatG You aint no saintAm G I aint one eitherF G Guess thats why i'm lying hereC Cause i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing up bloodC And i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing out bloodG I got a gut full of ulcersF Gonna burn out like dead stars Turn to dust [Verse 3]G F It gets freezing here after darkG F So I'm searching the car for My dads oldF Bills hat, passed downC in 93, it never gotAm G Far from me, he moved to the island From upstateF And he'd spend sundayC watching the game with meAm G Explaining everything, we'd watch Jim Kelly lead the way [Bridge]F G C If my dad was here i wonder what he'd sayF G If my dad was here i wonder if he'dC G Am Even recognize meF Im fucking beggingG Im fucking beggingC Cause i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing up bloodC And i knowG That i'm banged upDm I got bruises i can't placeF Oh i've been coughing out blood
You Aint No Saint
Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties
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