Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

 Dead in the water, nothing left

 Except the stench of what has gone before

 Make some coffee, drink it down

 And fix upon a pattern on the wall

  I stare at my face,

  I stare at my face,

 I know every trace

Chorus

 And I make it hard to get along, get along with me

 And I make it hard to get along, get along with me

Verse 2

Bills and heartburn, pills and soaps

And flickin^? through the books you^?ve read before

Tears come easy, words come hard

But there really isn^?t much to say no more

I stare at my face,

I stare at my face,

I know every trace