A E
I'm sick of fucked up people and fucked up points of view
A E
I'm sick of dreams and love and shit that don't come true
G D
I'm sick of people telling me what to do
G D A
I'm sick of me, and I'm getting sick of you
G A D
Well I'm sorry about my drinkin, ba-a-a-aby,
G A D
And I'm sorry bout times that I lied
G A Bm G
And I'm sorry I didn't see how much you love me
G A D
And I'm sorry that I ma-a-ade you cry
A E
I've been thinkin that I want to be alone
A E
I can't count to ten, I'm always too stoned
G D
I'm sick of listening to my telephone
G D A
Well I don't want to go out, and I don't want to stay home
G A D
Well I'm sorry about my drinkin, ba-a-a-aby,
G A D
And I'm sorry bout times that I lied
G A Bm G
And I'm sorry I didn't see how much you love me
G A D
And I'm sorry that I ma-a-ade you cry
[mute] A [mute] D
I'd take it back, baby if I could
[mute] A
You know me and Danny were drinkin
A
I sure wasn't thinkin
D
We were fucked up good
G
Then along came a junkie
G
Who looked like a monkey
D
And I took her home
A
You're never coming back
G
And that's a fact Jack
A D
And I'm here all alone
A E
I've been told that it's time to get some help
A E
I think I'm gonna have to if I want to save myself
G D
Everything just got a little out of hand
G D A
Drugs and drugs and drugs and a shitty band
G A D
Well I'm sorry about my drinkin, ba-a-a-aby,
G A D
And I'm sorry bout times that I lied
G A Bm G
And I'm sorry I didn't see how much you love me
G A D
And I'm sorry that I ma-a-ade you cry
