Movin On

                              A
Two packs a day and a smoker's cough

                                   E
She told me quit and I flipped her off

                                 B
Everybody thinks they know whats best for me

               A                          E
They're all too blind to see that I walk alone

                            A
A squealin tires and a door slam

                                  E
She's drunk again, I don't give a damn

                           B
Everybody's got their own cross to bear

                 A                               E
Stop acting like I should care, cause I don't condone


Chorus:

         B
Now it's judgement day, I got the devil to pay

        A                                       E
And I'm riding shotgun down a burning highway tonight

                    B
I'm searching for a state of execution

              A                                  E
Maybe just an ounce of absolution to make things right

           B
And if I'm high, I'm elevated

        A                                    E
I'm not worn, I'm a little faded but I'm not gone

         B                        A
And if I had it my way, I'd find me another day to say

           E
I'm moving on


Solo


I kicked the hinge right off the door
Shattered glass across the floor
An old syringe and a bag of pills
That's where she finds her thrills
But I think she's lost

And I dont have any regrets
But I'm not finished yet
Bloodshot eyes and whiskey breath
Some things are worse than death
But I hate the cost