Rosa

A E F# E D E A She talks loud as hell, drinks like she might as well N.C. Smokes my cigarette just like it's her last A All kinds of out of key, she sings a lot like me D E And it echoes back under the overpass downtown A G# She likes to watch the sun come up F# D But looks like she don't care if it ever does A G# F# D Says it almost always looks the same A G# Screwing up her face she laughs F# D Like her left eye ain't still black or anything A G# F# F I think that's why I like her anyway A E One more night to k**l, days that leave us still F# D Waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores A E She shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done F# D Hoping for something else less like this living A E F# D A E F# E D E D A E All I got is what you see F# D A beat up face and a world full of enemies A E Tying off her arm she jokes F# D I'd trade this all for one more hit of dope A G# F# It's easy when you're high as this and drunk as shit D To make it another day A G# F# F I think that's why I'm still here anyway A E One more night to k**l, days that leave us still F# D Waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores A E She shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done F# D Hoping for something else less like this living A G# F# D It sure gets fucking lonely living like the only way to go is out A