Em Am Em Am Em
I'm counting back the number of the steps
Am Em Am C D
it took for me to get back on the wagon of the weekend
Em Am Em Am G
I'll use the oven timer to prove that I'll
Em C D
get home with my imagination
Em Am C D
if they find the body in the basement
G Em C D
in the very house that she was raised in
Em Am Em Am Em
I'm taking down the number of the times
Am Em Am C D
so when we get the sign from god I'll be the first to call them
Em Am Em Am G
I'm taking back the number of the beast
Em C D
cause six is not a pretty number
Em Am C D
eight or three are definitely better
G Em C D
A is for the address on the letter
Em Am C D Em Am Em Am Bm
to my alcoholic friends
Em Am Em Am Em
I'm trying hard not to be ashamed
Am Em Am C D
not to know the name of who is waking up beside me
Em Am C D
or the date, the season, or the city
G Em C D
but at least the ceiling's very pretty
Em Am C D
and if you are holding it against me
Em Am Bm Am
I'll be on my best behavior
Em Am Bm Am
taking shots for mother nature
Em Am Bm Am
once my fist is in the cupboard
Em Am Bm Am
love is never falling over
(repeat intro riff) Em Am Bm
Em Am C D
Should I choose a noble occupation?
Em Am C D
If I did I'd only show up late and
G Em C D
sick and they would tear at me with hatred
G Em C D
plus my only natural talent's wasted
Em Am C D Em
on my alcoholic friends
Am C D Em
my alcoholic friends
Am C D Em
the party never ends
Am C D Em
my alcoholic friends
