Out On My Feet chords by The Wonder Years

Intro: Em A5 Em A5
    Em A5 Em

Verse:

E5
Lonely Saturday night
         A5
Left out by the wayside
            C#5
Got called in in the morning
        C5+        A5
Talked into a double and left after 9
        F#5
And now I'm at home
        A5
Just me and my student loans

E5
Of course the battery died
       A5
I left on the dome light
       C#5         C5+
My shift was over, Kevin came to jump it
      A5
The cables caught fire
         F#5
And I watched the final ounce of hope
         B5
go up in a plume of smoke

Chorus:

              A5
I'm sick of smelling like kitchen grease
            E5 B5
Can't get it out of my clothes
              A5
I'm sick of scraping the windshield clean
            E5 B5
I'm sick of shovеling snow
             C#5
I'm sick of beating the sun to work
            B5
Pale light starting to glow
           A5 C5
I'm sick of racing it homе

Verse:

E5
Ankle's giving me hell
        A5
Swollen up and dark blue
          C#5
I fucked it up in November
          C5+
Too broke for the doctors
      A5
Trying to make due
         F#5
I don't feel any break there in the bone
       B5
So I'm just letting it go

Chorus:

              A5
I'm sick of smelling like kitchen grease
            E5 B5
Can't get it out of my clothes
              A5
I'm sick of scraping the windshield clean
            E5 B5
I'm sick of shovеling snow
             C#5
I'm sick of beating the sun to work
            B5
Pale light starting to glow
           A5 C5
I'm sick of racing it homе

Bridge:

E5   F#4
Can't see
F#5   A4 A5
Through it
E5   F#4
No hope
F#5   A4 A5 B5 C5
Worthless

E5       F#4        A4
I'm buried beneath a layer of dust
        A5
I'm out on my feet, I'm waking back up
E5       F#4        A4
Keep trying to leave, enough is enough
        A5
I'm out on my feet, I'm waking back up
E5       F#4         A4
The brink of defeat, we're totally fucked
        A5
I'm out on my feet, I'm waking back up
E5       F#4           A4
Cut down at the knees, I'm spitting out blood
        A5
I'm off of my feet, I'm getting back up