Anxious taby ukulele według The B Sharps (Chwyty barytonu)

[Intro]
G Am C G x4


G                  Am
Six months since I left this house I'm talkin
C                 G
Nine days since I left this couch
            G                        Am
And now I'm sitting at home tryin to figure it out
         C                        G
But this damn medication's got me foamin at the mouth
G                           Am
Thinkin to myself while I'm lying in bed
        C                    G
I got a million ideas runnin through my head
          G                         Am
Should've known right then I'd been better off dead
    C                     G
But damnit, decided gonna fight it instead


Em                      C
Went runnin through the night
               G
Devil's taking flight
              D
Runnin for my life
Em             C
Lend a helping hand
                  G
I just don't understand
                  D
I just don't understand


[Horns]
G Am C G x2


G                  Am
I try to run but I can't get around
        C                         G
I got a pocket full of pills just weighin me down
        G                         Am
When my shit comes in I've got to send it back
           C                        G
Because my inches adrenaline give a panic attack
G                                 Am
Stare at the walls this time I'll lie on the floor
          C                       G
I've been cleaned up a lot not to do it no more
        G                      Am
But the meds don't work and my mind's made up
C                     G
Sometimes we all just run out of luck


[Horns]
D Em C G x2
Em C G D x4


Em                     C
When all those times before
                 G
Don't matter anymore
                       D
They don't matter anymore
Em                     C
There ain't no helping hands
                  G
Cause no one understands it
            D
No one understands
Em
All the knots from all the world
           C
Come with solutions that jump and swirl
      G                              D
I can fix you, but they never really know
Em
Deafened ears with smiling faces
     C
That call you along into familiar places
  G                                        D
I don't believe but that's just the way it goes

That's just the way it goes


[Horns]
Am C G G x4
G Am C G x4