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#         G#
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be 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