Spilt Beer

G I’ve been a lot of fucking places D But they’re all pretty much the same C I’ve met a whole shit load of people Am And only a handful C Don’t drive me completely insane G And I’ve got a lot of bullshit problems D So does everybody else C It’s hard to find the energy to solve them Am C It’s easier to hide out and sleep
In the van by myself D And it seems like nothing ever works out right G D Am C G D Am C G Every day can’t be the best day D In fact a lot feel like the worst C The stress puts pressure Am C On the inside of my skull
I swear to god my head is gonna burst G And every time the clouds clear up The sun comes out D And I think that I’m okay C Another dark cloud comes rollin‘ in Am To rain on my fucking parade C If there’s a god it must hate me D G Cause nothing ever works out right G D When all the beer is spilled Am C I won’t just sit and cry about it G D I got a good head on my shoulders Am C And I’m capable G D Am C So it’s back to the grindstone
, square one, drawing board G D Am C I’ll make it work this time Go! G D Am C G D Am C G Parking ticket
! Lost the keys
! D Sticky valve
! Broken strings
! Am I hate my friends and they hate me C There’s not enough ramen left to eat G Spange up change to buy some booze D Forget for a minute that we’re born to lose Am When life gave you lemons C But you lost your lemons D So now you’re fucked Cause nothing works out right! G D When all the beer is spilled Am C I won’t just sit and cry about it G D I got a good head on my shoulders Am C And I’m capable G D Am C So it’s back to the grindstone
, square one, drawing board G D Am C I’ll make it work this time G D When all the beer is spilled Am C I won’t just sit and cry about it G D I got a good head on my shoulders Am C And I’m capable G D Am C So it’s back to the grindstone
, square one, drawing board G D Am C I’ll make it work this time