(intro) G  G/F#  G  G/F#  G  C (palm mute)

G                C
I woke up on the wrong side of the floor.
Made  made my way through the front door.
Broke my engagement with myself.
A               C
Perfect picture of bad health
another notch scratched on my belt.
A              D
The future just ain't what it used to be.

(intro)

I got a new start on a dead end road.
Peaked  peaked out on reaching new lows.
Owe  I paid off all my debts to myself.
Perfect picture of bad health  another notch scratched on my belt.
The future's in my living room

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G        C
Uptight  I'm a nag with a gun.
All night  suicide's last call.

G                  D                           G
I've been uptight all night  I'm a son of a gun.

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