Em Would you pick your clothes up, put your clothes on,Gm Pack your things and go?D F E I'm tired of sinking this low.Em Gm Awkward semi-naked coffee conversations fadeD Quicker than mistakes that were made.Em Gm Mornings when I'm coming down, being driven round the bend,D E Make for days when I'm losing my friendsAm Em C D C G For all the little things that I have done and cannot make amends.C D Don't you ever kind of wish that the world would just stop?G C D That the band would pack up and the curtain would drop?G C D I've been stuck inside the same old nights, the same old days off,A C Em And I need you now because I can't get out of this.F Em Clean your mirrors, roll your notes out,Gm Put your cards away.D Em That's a game that I don't want to play anymore.G My head is sore, my throat is raw, and what's moreD E I'm fifty pounds down to feel empty and poor,Am Em G D C G Remembering the things that I believed when I was sober and sure. Yeah.C D Don't you ever kind of wish that the world would just stop?G C D That the band would pack up and the curtain would drop?G C D I've been stuck inside the same old nights, the same old days off,A C And I need you now because I can't get out of this.Em Fm G A And I'm trying to speak straight,C Bm A But I'm drunk and I'm lonely and you won't believe me,Em Fm G A And I'm trying to move straight,C Bm A But I've been up for days and it scares you away,Em Fm G A And I'm trying to keep straight,C But I'd trade it all for just five minutes moreBm A G D Of your wandering hands with their simple demands that areAm G D All the things I ever wanted, better than the powder and pills,F Dm Honey you'reAm G D All the things I ever needed, the only thing that doesn't seem to kill,F That still makes me smile.C F G So if I tell you all the little things that I think that I need, YeahC F G Will you tell me how to tell the world from the woods from the trees?C F G Because I've been stuck inside this comforting familiar disease,D F And I need you now because I can't get out,D F And all over Europe the lights are going out,D F And I'm pulling down the curtain, but every time I reach outAm You're gone.
My Kingdom For A Horse
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