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[Verse 1]
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Bludgeoned and bloody, walking around from memory,
C                   C                C                          G
scared and lost and broken, only the whiskey's still talking to me.
    C                  C        F                 C
I inquired at the big apartment building there in town;
C                         C                    C             G
man there said: "Yeah, we got one room" and as he said it he frowned.

[Chorus]
   Am                  Em                 Am                      Em
He said, "That room is bad luck, couldn't rent it out, I wouldn't try.
      Am               Em           Dm      C  G
We've lost two tenants in that room both to suicide."
      Am            Em          Am            Em
And I asked for and did receive   the suicide room,
Am                 Em              Dm C  G               C    C    C    C
figured if I can't beat this world maybe I can beat this room.

[Verse 2]
C                       C                         F            C
One fellow tied a rope around his neck, fixed the other end up there,
      C              C        C                G
and before his final struggle kicked away that chair.
    C                 C              F               C
The other one stuck a shotgun in his mouth just over there,
C                            C                               C           G
hoping for something better, something else, or else just addicted to despair.

[Chorus]
    Am            Em              Am         Em
And every day I'm in her I think about those two
         Am                 Em               Dm         C       G
and what   hopelessness can lead to and what some folks finally do.
  Am              Em            Am            Em
I   asked for and   did receive   the suicide room,
Am                 Em              Dm C  G
figured if I can't beat this world maybe I can beat this [Solo] room.

[Solo]
C      C      F      C
C      C      C      G

[Chorus]
    Am            Em         Am                  Em
And all the doors in my life slammed and locked away,
       Am                 Em          Dm        C        G       G
and my string of keys now useless and needing a place to stay.

[Verse 3]
    C                C                F               C
And nearly two years in here now, two years of Sunday chimes
         C                 C             C            G
and it's like those bumper stickers say: one day at a time.
      C                               C                       F                         C
And I see the crazy patterns when the sun comes in through my window that I try to keep clean
      C                     C         C                  G
and I breathe the night air deeply as I'm pulling off my jeans.

[End-Chorus]
Am             Em                Am                Em
Some men fall,   some men fight,   some just carry on,
    Am                Em        Dm        C        G
I'm still here in my apartment, trying to beat the odds.
  Am              Em            Am            Em
I   asked for and   did receive   the suicide room,
Am                   Em              Dm C G               C    C   C    C           C
  figured if I can't beat this world      I can beat this room.