Am Dm Every time when I can't get enough to make it Give me back every sense that I used to have Waking up in the sun face down on the pavement Everything that I own in a garbage bag CHORUSF C G Where are you? What did I do?Why can't you see?F G C C/B You mean everything to me...to meAm Dm Waking up in the tank, disorderly break-up And no one here will even tell me what I did With the guilt and the shame completely vacant It's hard to stay alive when you don't know how to live CHORUSAm Dm Since you've gone ain't nobody else gonna save me Cause I can't trade a bottle for an empty room I just pray that the lord gonna come down and take me Sweep me off the floor with the devil's broom
Devils Broom
Joseph Arthur
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