Trippin On A Hole In A Paper Heart

A F# A F# A Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway F# Take a look at eye full towers, never trust them dirty liars A Sippin' lemon yellow booze 'ole' leadbelly sings the blues G All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway B Bm G I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale B A So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade F# A Fake the heat and scratch the itch, skinned up knees and salty lips F# I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life and when you binge I purge alike A Let go it's harder holding on, one more trip and I'll be gone F# So keep your head up, keep it on, just a whisper I'll be gone A Take a breath and make it big, it's the last you'll ever get G Break your neck with diamond noose, it's the last you'll ever choose B Bm G I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale B Bm G Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be B Bm G I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale B A So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade F# A F# A F# A G B Bm G I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale B Bm G Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be B Bm G I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale B A So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade