Cannon Fodder

G (followed by 0-2-3 walk up on A string into the C chord) C G Em C Bloodstains on my collar powders on my dollars C G Em Dsus2 Filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my skin C G C And I miss the past and your sweet laugh ringing from the holler Em C Oh but what a waste to dream and chase for C* D* Em we are cannon fodder C Em7 Oooooh how we all pretend G Em G Em7 Although we know not a soul will be there in the end G Dsus2 C Em7 It’s funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend G D C G C G Never holds back and always gives in C G Em C Who you are now is a warm and distant feeling C G Em Dsus2 Keeps my ears ringing like a gunshot on the porch C G C In our prime we both may find something to believe in Em C But it’s curing time and my last dime’s gonna C* D* Em Put me through the ceiling C Em7 Oooooh how we all pretend G Em G Em7 Although we know not a soul will be there in the end G Dsus2 C Em7 It’s funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend G D C G C G Never holds back and always gives in G D C G* Never holds back and always gives in