Reasons Not To Die chords by Ryn Weaver

Intro:
E A2 C#m G#


Verse 1:

   E          A2
I'm sorry the party you threw for me


             C#m
Was met with such a royal hitch


           G#
I'm a bitch, I don't mean to be selfish

   E            A2
You rolled out the carpet to watch it catch fire


          C#m
It's just another Thursday, my party


 G#          E A2 C#m G#
I cried like I always do, oh oh oh



Verse 2:

  E              A2
You flew here to help clear the mess that was me


           C#m
Made up of fear and self-hate


         G#
A stalemate with he-who-shall-not-be-named


E             A2
You tried and you cried, confessing your grip was slipping


     C#m            G#
Couldn't help me, you held me, the shadows began to fade



Chorus:

E       A2
Here's to the ones


            C#m
The renegades who never run


         B      G#m
Despite all of my ranting and raging so


E       A2
Here's to the ones


               C#m
Who hide the bullet from the gun


           B      G#m
Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me in



Instrumental:
E A2 C#m G#


Verse 3:

 E           A2
Despondent, catatonic suicide queen


        C#m
By now I know a screw's loose or too few


  G#
Or worse there's too many


  E
But of course, the dark horse


  A2
You bet all in stride


         C#m
I hope I'm not a regret, I see sweat


   G#
I'll fight to the finish line


E A2 C#m G#
oh oh oh



Bridge:

E        A2
  And I get so stuck in my head


        C#m     B    G#m
Lost in all the lies, nihilistic backslide


E          A2
  And when I can't get out of bed


       C#m            M
And I see the edge I'm slipping from the ledge


        B       G#m        E
And praying to gods I don't believe in for a sign


A2            C#m
   Some reasons not to die


B    G#m     E A2 C#m G#
   And there you are



Chorus:

E       A2
Here's to the ones


                  C#m
Who stuck in when they should have run


         B      G#m
Despite all of my ranting and raging so


 E       A2
Here's to the ones


              C#m
Who hide the bullet from the gun


           B      G#m
Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me



Outro:

 E      A2
Here's to my friends


            C#m
All in until the bitter end


           B
Drink or two to the toast


     G#
Not too many though