[Verse 1]
C                 G      Em            C
Bloodstains on my collar powders on my dollars
C               G                 Em               Dsus2
Filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my skin
     C                 G                                C
And I miss the past and your sweet laugh ringing from the holler
       Em              C
Oh but what a waste to dream and chase for
C      D      Em
we are cannon fodder
 
[Chorus 1]
C                    Em7
Oooooh how we all pretend
  G              Em              G               Em7
Although we know not a soul will be there in the end
     G           Dsus2        C             Em7
It’s funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend
G           D        C            G         C  G
Never holds back and always gives in
 
[Verse 2]
C           G        Em               C
Who you are now is a warm and distant feeling
C             G              Em             Dsus2
Keeps my ears ringing like a gunshot on the porch
C               G                            C
In our prime we both may find something to believe in
         Em              C
But it’s curing time and my last dime’s gonna
C      D           Em
Put me through the ceiling
 
[Chorus 2]
C                    Em7
Oooooh how we all pretend
  G              Em              G               Em7
Although we know not a soul will be there in the end
     G           Dsus2        C             Em7
It’s funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend
G           D        C            G         C  G
Never holds back and always gives in
G           D        C            G
Never holds back and always gives in
              Bloodstains on my collar powders on my dollars
Filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my skin
I miss the past and your sweet laugh ringing from the holler
Oh but what a waste to dream and chase for we are cannon fodder

Oh how we all pretend
Although we know not a soul will be there in the end
It's funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend
Never holds back and always gives in

Who you are now is a warm and distant feeling
Keeps my ears ringing like a gunshot on the porch
In our prime we both may find something to believe in
But it's curing time and my last dime's gonna
Put me through the ceiling

Oh how we all pretend
Although we know not a soul will be there in the end
It's funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend
Never holds back and always gives in              
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