The Tired Old Whores Bedside Book

   Em                       Am
I find myself defeated on a barstool
       C                                    G             D
Cheap whiskey tastes like piss when you're drinking all alone
  Em                           Am
December's finally ending hallelujah
         C                        G                D
Maybe another year will bring my guts back to the fold
               C
You never know

[Chorus]

               G             Am                               Em
But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent
     C                           D            C             G
The fleeting sickly smile and a sour sobbing mouthful of regret

[Interlude]

G Bm C (x2)

[Verse]

   Em                               Am
I stumble down the sidewalks after last call
   C                                      G                 D
I drag my eyes through ditches so I can search for shallow graves
    Em                              Am
The bitter wind hits harder on the walk home
           C                           G                D
Maybe sometime next year she'll be my shelter from the cold
               C
You never know

[Chorus]

               G             Am                               Em
But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent
     C                           D           C             G
Put them behind me now singing happily that I'm not dying yet

[Interlude]

G Bm C (x4)

[Bridge]

Bm         Em         D
So sail on, my demons
                    C
I'm leaving here forever
Bm       Em           D
I gave up on grieving
                    C     G
I'm leaving here forever

[Chorus]

C              G             Am                               Em
But oh how I remember every face down fucked up morning ever spent
     C                           D            C             G
The fleeting sickly smile and a sour sobbing mouthful of regret