Blood On Your Knees

Am G I started out at the end of the road F E Realized I had a good ways to go Am G I had no supplies, no lover to hold F E It got cold, it got cold Am And I spit on the pavement G And stuck to the wheat F E And choked on the ruthlessness inside of me E Em E Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees Am G D F Oh no it ain't time to die Am G D F Quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?" Am G Am And just pick up your feet Am G Stopped at a station with lottery lights F E It promised a fortune on this lonely night Am You were rude with my money G And cruel with my dreams F Yeah I tripped over nothing E And fell down and grieved E Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees Am G D F Oh no it ain't time to die Am G D F So quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?" Am And just pick up your feet Fmaj7 G Am Oh baby are you feeling sorry for yourself? Fmaj7 F Are you mad that you got dirty? G E E7 Are you blamin' someone else? Am G F E Ooh ah Am G F E E Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees Am G D F Oh no it ain't time to die Am G D F So quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?" Am G D F And just pick up your feet Am G D F Oh just pick up your feet Am G Am F Am G D F Am G D F G Am G D F Am G D Am G D F Am G A G A