Intro

C#m                              G#G# (taptap)         
 G#G# (taptap) x5

You may be sitting outside, now, just feeling like 
you're bullet proof  Turns out you
ain‘t doing a god damn thing, brown-bagging outside of 
that telephone booth
All the times it seems so hard, just to get your hands 
upon the pouring rain
Soon as you feel yourself crawl back up, you’re on your
 way back down again

Chorus:  4 beats of Cm, then 2 beats of E, then 1 beat 
each of F# and G#:

C#m
You just pray with me, lost daughters and sons
E                                 F#          G#
Drink a little, smoke before the barrel of the gun
C#m
Them troubles outside of my door
E                                                  F#
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be
         G#
 so many more.
C#m
You just stay with me lost daughters and sons.
E                               F#        G#
Ain’t nobody leaving until this bottle is done
C#m
Them troubles outside of my door
E                                                 F# 
(hold)
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be.
                 G# (hold)
There’s going to be, there's