Guitar chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)
DmDm
You call me every night and tell me that you feel like shit
C majorC
I say "I'm sorry, is there any way I can help with it "
DmDm
I listen to you scream the world is simply your enemy
C majorC
With death and taxes what's the point of tryna be happy
DmDm
And I've had bad days, bad years
DmDm
Bad boys and bad careers
C majorC
But I'm still standing here
Bb majorBb
I understand you darling but at the end of the day
DmDm
You just won't help yourself
DmDm
Rather give someone else
C majorC
A augmentedA glimpse into your hell
Bb majorBb
Pour out all your problems
Just so you can walk away
DmDm
Boy I'm too young
Bb majorBb
To be your mother
DmDm
Not smart enough
Bb majorBb
To be your therapist either
DmDm
And I'm always here if you need a talk
Bb majorBb
But maybe first you should talk a walk
DmDm
Cos I'm not gonna make you change
Bb majorBb
That's above my pay grade, babe
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