Rabbit

D A Bm There's a rabbit in the parking garage. G Bm A G His left leg's fucked and I don't know if he knows which way is out. A Bm D A Bm A In here where nothing's soft, he's sleeping in a pile of plastic bags G and Styrofoam cups. D A G A Oh, Bm G A D our time is done. It was done before we were born. A Bm G He rode his bike right under a bus. Some days this goddamn city's Bm A too much for me. D A Bm So let's go run away out into the woods --- G Bm A LOL, baby, maybe just grow the f**k up. D A G I'm 31 and wearing a baseball hat to work A Bm G A Bm G drowning in debt with no prospects, living from check to check A Bm my life is in...