E E/Eb A Wake up, start running for your lifeE E/Eb A C#m G#m Fill the tumbler with the coffee, feed the cat and hit the lightsA C#m G#m The steps are ticking counts a beat ahead of youA The steps are keeping timeE E/Eb A But I can't complainE E/Eb I've got a bed I can crawl intoA I've got a bottle for the painC#m B I've got a window shade, I can pull it downA A/G# F#m A when the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain I can't complainE E/Eb AE E/Eb AE E/Eb A Someone will start nipping at your heelsE E/Eb A C#m G#m Panic pumps blood through your knees but they don't care how you feelA C#m G#m The little fuckers chewing through the fabricA They're gonna do you inE E/Eb A But I can't complainE E/Eb I've got a bed I can crawl intoA I've got a bottle for the painC#m B I've got a window shade, I can pull it downA A/G# F#m A when the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain I can't complainE E/Eb AE E/Eb AF#m G#mA F#m G#m B F#m G#m And I'm sorry the things I always damageA E E/Eb And I'm sorry I always feel like I can't manageA E E/Eb To stop the fuckers chewing through the plasticA They're gonna do me inE E/Eb A But I can't complainE E/Eb I've got a bed I can crawl intoA I've got a bottle for the painC#m B I've got a window shade, I can pull it downA A/G# F#m A when the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rainE E/Eb A I can't complainE E/Eb A I can't complainE E/Eb A A/G# F#m A I can't complainE I can't complain
Cant Complain
Bomb The Music Industry!
- A
- A/G#
- B
- C#m4
- E
- E/Eb
- F#m
- G#m4
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Tom:
- A
- A/G#
- B
- C#m4
- E
- E/Eb
- F#m
- G#m4