Nothington - Where i stand

I ^Cslave for hours and ^GI'm so tired I can ^Ambarely keep my ^Feyes open It's ^Cthis world some how, it just ^Gdrags me down And I ^Amfear that I might ^Fhave broken, into ^Cpieces of a for^Ggotten man Each ^Amtiny bit, my ^Flast token I'll ^Cfire up my last cigarette and I'll ^Gamplify all my regrets It's ^Amtime to let me ^Fout

Singing ^Fwhoa-oh Don't I ^Gknow, Ex^Amactly where I ^Amstand Singing ^Fwhoa-oh Hope it ^Gwon't, It's ^Amnever gonna ^Fend

I'm ^Csinging under the ^Ginfluence These ^Amwords I'm writing ^Fdown There's no ^Csemblance, there's no ^Gcongruence It's ^Amsomething I haven't ^Ffound I'm ^Ctaking back my ^Gcompliments ^AmBuried in the ^Fground ^CMy insistence on ^Gbreaking down ^AmKeeps my insides ^Fbound

Singing ^Fwhoa-oh Don't I ^Gknow, Ex^Amactly where I ^Amstand Singing ^Fwhoa-oh Hope it ^Gwon't, It's ^Amnever gonna ^Fend