Pat The Bunny - Song for a netflix account

^GI lay down an ^Emawful wreck, pissing ^Dout my window and ^Csmoking in bed. ^GThe good don't die young, they just ^Emhaven't had time to ^Dfuck up the same as the ^Crest of us yet. ^GI want nothing, ^Emnothing at all. I'd be ^Ddriving drunk if I ^Cstill got drunk. ^GRev the ignition, straight ^Emon to oblivion. ^DInto a void as ^Cpure as they come.

^GBut if we aren't dead yet, then let's not ^Glive as ghosts and ^Emif we aren't in jail, then we can ^Emleave the house and ^CI'll show you that there's ^Creason to hope in ^Dthe spray paint that's all ^Dover down town, so...

^CLet's fill up our ^Dshopping carts with the ^Gthings we need and just ^Emroll out the front ^Cdoor, past the ^Dcashiers and security ^Emguards, wo-o-oa^Dh. ^CBut the magnets ^Dtrip the wheel locks, ^Embefore we even ^Dclear the parking ^Clot, and take off ^Drunning through the neighbors yard.

^GI lay down an ^Emawful wreck, mumbl^Ding to myself about the ^Cgovernment again. Maybe ^Gpostmodernism's an ^Emextended tantrum ^Dabout how we don't have our ^Cflying cars yet. ^GI want nothing, ^Emnothing from them. I'd smash ^Devery machine if I ^Cdidn't have one. ^GRev the ignition, straight ^Emonto oblivion, ^Dinto a void ^Cas pure as they come.

^GBut if we aren't dead yet, then let's not ^Glive as ghosts and ^Emif we aren't in jail, then we can ^Emleave the house and ^CI'll show you that there's ^Creason to hope in ^Dthe spray paint that's all ^Dover down town, so...

^CMeet me at the ^Ddiner at ^Gsix o' clock on ^Emevery Wednesday ^Cnight, and we'll ^Dget some coffee and ^Empie, wo-o-oa^Dh. ^CAnd I'll smile,^D tip the waiter, ^Emget a ride home:^D "Thanks for the fav^Cor." And hope that ^Dthat's enough to build a life. G Em D Is ^Cthis enough to build a life?