G 
Got a lot of shit on my head.
C 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
G 
not gonna stop until we're dead.
C 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
Am 
not gonna stop it's not gonna stop it's never ever 
C 
ever gonna stop until we're 
G
dead.
Cm


G 
Got a lot of shit on my head.
Cm 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
G
not gonna stop until we're dead.
Cm 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
A
not gonna stop it's not gonna stop it's never ever 
C
ever gonna stop


Em C G
Ian Graham says it's a temp-
B
-orary solution 
Em A D C
to a permanent problem. Oh oh oh.


—
Even when locations 
G
change,
—
the imbalance stays the 
B
same
—
And you just run out of 
Em
cities, states and countries you can 
B
blame.


—
So you just keep
C G
 running away
C G 
 running away
C G
 running away
C G 
 running away
C D
 running away
D
 running away!

G 
Got a lot of shit on my head.
Cm 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
G
not gonna stop until we're dead.
Cm 
You know we got to pull it together 'cause it's 
A
not gonna stop it's not gonna stop it's never ever 
C
ever gonna stop

Em C G
It took her to the hospital and 
B
then her parents' house.
Em A D C
I’m walking home at 3 AM. Alone.

—
When the bartender's  
G
asleep,
—
ya gotta think things through your- 
B
-self
—
And when it 
Em
gets this late it's hard to find someone to call for 
B
help.

C G C D 
I got my hands in my pockets and a hood tight over my head.
I couldn't deal with 
G 
anti-depressants But now I'm
B
Anti- depressants

C G C D
I'm all out of smokes and I'm wishing that I was dead again.
I couldn't deal with 
G 
anti-depressants But now I'm
B
Anti- depressants


C G C D G B
I'm drunk and alone and I'm thinking 
I couldn't deal with 
G 
anti-depressants But now I'm
B
anti- depressants, I guess

A D 
Cause it just makes a different mess.
G F# E D C B A G 
Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! 
A D 
Cause it just makes a different mess.
G F# E D C B A G 
Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! 
A D 
Cause it just makes a different mess.
G F# E D C B A G 
Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! Runnin’ away! 
A D 
Cause it just makes a different mess.

G
Got a lot of shit on my head.