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