My House

D A Em G D A Em G My house, in the middle of the street D A Em G My house, really gives a bite to eat D A Em G My house, has never seen the rent D A My house Em G D Is full of Puke and Shit D A Im unorganized Em G I fantasize D A About not being sick, Em G About not being sick! D A I work a depted job, Em G My mananger thinks he's god D A Em G He is just a fucking prick D A Workin' around to find my mouth Em G Smokin' it out from out of this town D A I dont want to hate you, but i do Em G D Nothin' to say than we will ever get through D A Em G Nothin' to say than we will ever get through D A Em G Nothin' to say than we will ever get through D A Em G Nothin' to say than we will ever get through D A Em G Nothin' to say than we will ever get through D A Em G