Days of the New - Little blue pills

Little blue pi^Clls to help you sleep. I don’t like my dreams, ^Amso I prefer to drink. I’m ^{F C}clawing at my chest, bu^Gt the real problem’s in my^Am head. ^F Fm (ring out) At least that’s what you say.

There’s no such thing as lo^Cve & freedom. There’s only ^Cmo^Eney & ^Amsex, addiction & ^{F C} G Am F Fm (ring out) depression, poverty & all affection is misguided & the lies keep building up.

I am so tir^Ced, my bones do ache. There’s no time to rest, for now we’^Amll have to wait. ^F And, finally, when I can lay with ^Cyou in bed, for some r^Geason, I’ll drink alone ^{Am F}instead. Fm (ring out) My decisions don’t involve me anymore.

Just one more taste and I^C’ll accept this is my life. My cancerous companion always^{Am F}does its job right, and a job’s a funny^C thing ‘cause it’s ^Gtheir money that you need to ^{Am F} pay them back when someone’s charging you to breathe. ^{C E Am F G G7}

^DmNauseous and sweating, coughing ‘til^G my throat bleeds, and I’m shaking so ^C god^Edamn bad that I can barely hold th^Amis notepad to read the letter that you left me ^F to^G remind me everything turns out okay. ^{C F C Am F C F C}