William Clark Green - Remedy

I’m ^Aall strung out, got nothing left I ^Emgotta get something off my chest That I ^Amiss you, Oh God I ^Emmiss you I’m ^Aaddicting to things and I know I’m ill I ^Emgot a friend that sells some prescription pills To for^Aget you, oh God I miss y^Gou ^D

Now we ^Emsat to paint a picture with my tears as I watched ^Dyou leave And this ^Emdesperation's taking a toll on ^Ame ^{D G} I need a remedy

^{A Em G D} I need a remedy^{A Em D}

I should^A've said something now you’re gone So it ^Emrings in my head like a dialtone Girl I ^Alove you, oh God I mi^Emss you Yeah it ^Abrings me right back to our last fight and I ^Emwish I had the chance to say goodbye and to ki^Ass you, oh God I ^Gmiss ^Dyou

So I ^Embrought a dozen roses and a prayer for your mem^Dory and I ^Emput 'em on your grave for the love that’ll never ^Abe ^{D G} I need a reme^Ady ^{Em G D} I need a reme^Ady ^{Em D A Em G D A Em D}

I’m ^Aall strung out got nothing left I ^Emgotta get something off my chest I’m ^Aall strung out got nothing left I ^Emgotta get something off my chest I’m ^Aall strung out got nothing left I ^Emgotta get something off my chest I’m ^Aall strung out got nothing left I ^Emgotta get something i need a remedy i need a reme^Ady ^{Em G D A Em D A Em G D A Em D A Em G D A Em D A}