How Low

Am
Well I'll wake up around 4:05.
                                            E
Eat, shower, and get dressed in about an hour's time.
F                                        Am
Take my vitamins, check my messages, and call around to some friends,
                           E                     Am
make plans for dinner and drinks sometime after 9:00.

[Make a short pause and play chords hard and sing along loud.]

Am
We're definately going to call it in early tonight.
                                                        E
Well, I need to dry out and take some time to clear my mind.
F                                                    Am
Now before you know it here I am again, it's fucking 2:00 in the morning,
                          E             Am
standing in a bar, with a drink in hand.

     C                                  Am
How looooooooooooooooooooow can yoooou gooooooooooooooooo
G                       Am
before you can't turn around?

Am
Now seriously, this is my last and final time.
                                             E
Well I'm making some big, big changes in my life.
F
No, you won't catch me down here again,
Am
waiting to score sweaty money palmed into my hand.
                                   E            Am
What the fuck are you cutting this with anyway?
Am
Because I have got some really, really big plans.
                                           E
And today's the day I'm putting them into action.
F
But before you know it, here I am again.
Am
It's fucking 6:00 in the morning.
                    E            Am
Rolled up dollar bill in my hand.

     C                                  Am
How looooooooooooooooooooow can yoooou gooooooooooooooooo
G                       Am
before you can't turn around?

[this part is silently again. play chords and sind calm.]

 Am
And I'm sick of feeling like I'm losing my mind.
                                            E
Sick of doing the same things night after night.
F
Sick of self-loathing and self-absorbtion,
Am
self-destructive narcissism.
E                                                  Am
I'm sick to death of being constantly fucking sick of.

C                                                        Am
I dooooooooooooooooooooon't knooooow whoooooo I caaaan truuuuuuuuust.
G                 Am    Am   Am   Am Am  Am*
Thought there was us,   now there is no ooooooooooneeeeee.