[Intro]
C7 D7 G
[Verse]
Em A7
Wonder how I didn’t die
C Cm G D B7 Em
This is not my life. I’m no survivor, I only happened to survive.
A7
Wonder how I sleep at night
C
Well I count pink elephants, blessings and skeletons,
D7
Down the days I have left, with one eye open
G G7
That was me screaming “bitch I am reality”
C A7
Then stumbling off to lose myself in a brown paper bag, ‘cause me and
G B7 Em Emmaj7 Em7 Em6
Sweet Evan Williams have a date down on Avenue A staving shakes scraping change till daybreak
A7
Turns out anyone can eat out the trash
D
Then wake up on the freeway mid-crash
[Chorus]
G
I was drunk
D
When I made my bed
D7
Now with the half-decade hangover
C G C7
I lay down in it
D7 G
What have I done?
D
Don’t know what I’ve said?
D7
It’s a half-decade hungover
B7 Em
Either this, in jail or dead
C
It’s a half-decade hungover
Cm G
Jesus Christ, my aching head
[Verse]
Em A7
Waste not, want not borrowed time
C Cm
Lender knows I’ve tried
G D B7
To make it right, give back my life and if not
Em
Take it ‘cause lately I’ve been thinking maybe I could
A7
Take it or leave it if I can’t at least break even then I’m leaving when
C
I been feelin’ this awful since I hit bottom then
D7
said “hand me my shovel, man, I’m going in!”
G G7
Oh brother -man, you call that recovered?
C A7
Tripped on a couple steps, and collapsed on the stairs
G B7
Broke my neck on the backs of those who I’ve hurt and scared
Em Emmaj7 Em7 Em6
Like it’s a good thing you said “you’ve got your whole life ahead”
A7
Oh great, another half a century to live to regret
D7
I’d rather be anybody else instead
[Chorus]
G
‘Cause I was drunk
D
When I made my bed
D7
Now with the half-decade hangover
C G C7
I lay down in it
D7 G
What have I done?
D
Don’t know what I’ve said?
D7
It’s a half-decade hungover
B7 Em
Either this, in jail or dead
C
It’s a half-decade hungover
Cm G
Jesus Christ, my aching head
[Bridge]
Em C7 C Cm G B Em A7 C D
G G7
Sober, but still so much still hangs over.
C C7
Please believe me when I say I’ve poured my whole past down the drain
D7 B7
Say that a second chance is a chance I can take
Em Emmaj7 Em7 Em6
But I can’t make amends for things I don’t remember
A7 B7
I can only say “I’m sorry” and occasionally pray
Em Emmaj7 Em7 Em6
Guess you’ll just have to take my word that I’ve changed
D7 D
After one thousand eight hundred twenty five days
[Chorus]
G
I was drunk
D
When I made my bed
D7
Now with the half-decade hangover
C G C7
I lay down in it
D7 G
What have I done?
D
Don’t know what I’ve said?
D7
It’s a half-decade hungover
B7 Em
Hand me my ibuprofen
C
It’s a half-decade hungover
Cm G
Jesus Christ, my aching head
Wonder how I didn't die
This is not my life. I'm no survivor, I only happened to survive
Wonder how I sleep at night
Well I count pink elephants, blessings and skeletons
Down the days I have left, with one eye open
That was me screaming "Bitch, I am reality"
And stumbling off to lose myself in a brown paper bag cause me and
Sweet Evan Williams got a date down on Avenue
A staving shakes scraping change till daybreak
Turns out anyone can eat out the trash
Then wake up on the freeway mid-crash
Cause I was drunk when I made my bed
Now with a half-decade hangover I lay down in it
What have I done? Don't know what I've said
It's a half-decade hangover, either this, in jail, or dead
It's a half-decade hangover, Jesus Christ my aching head
Waste not want not borrowed time
Lender knows I've tried, to make it right, give back my life and if not
Take it cause lately I been thinking maybe I could
Take it or leave it if I can't at least break even then I'm leaving when
I been feeling this awful since I hit bottom and
Said "hand me my shovel, I'm going in"
Oh brother - man, you call that recovered?
Tripped on a couple steps, and collapsed on the stairs
Broke my neck on the backs of those who I've hurt and scared
Like it's a good thing, you said "you've got your whole life ahead"
Oh great, another half a century to live to regret
I'd rather be anybody else instead
Cause I was drunk when I made my bed
Now with a half-decade hangover I lay down in it
What have I done? Don't know what I've said
It's a half-decade hangover, either this, in jail, or dead
It's a half-decade hangover, Jesus Christ my aching head
Sober, but so much still hangs over
Please believe me when I say I poured my whole past down the drain
Say that a second chance is a chance I can take
But I can't make amends for things I don't remember
I can only say I'm sorry and occasionally pray
Guess you'll just have to take my word that I've changed
After one thousand eight hundred twenty five days
I was drunk when I made my bed
Now with a half-decade hangover I lay down in it
What have I done? Don't know what I've said
It's a half-decade hangover, hand me my ibuprofen
It's a half-decade hangover, Jesus Christ my aching head
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