G                    D     A    G        D   A  
I get outta bed on the wrong side every single day 
    G            D      A                    G            D  A 
And stuck in here for a long time still, got nothing good to say 
G            D         A         G              D        A   
Down on the corner I'm drinkin', up in the room getting' high 
       G          D  A                   Em           D/F#        G 
By the time I get to thinkin's 'bout the time another bottle goes dry 


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D                               G 
Can't count the times that I've made a mistake  
          D                              G 
But I can count the empty bottles on the floor 
D                              G 
There's one for everytime that I've broken down  
        Em                    G  
And the only thing I know for sure 
        A                      G 
There's prob'ly gonna be a few more 
 
 
I'm on Main Street in Anytown, could be anywhere 
Wasted and gone but I don't really care 
Can't say what the place looks like anyway 
Hard to see it in the light of day 
 
Wake up with whiskey in my hand 
Feel like a bruised and broken man 
Don't expect you to understand 
Hell, I don't expect you to try 
 
Chorus 
 
 
Your whole life you had an alibi, so no one knows your shame 
They don't care what you did for him, they don't even know your name 
Doin' everything for your own sake, that's the way it's always been 
You can dig yourself out of this rut or you can just dig deeper in 
 
Chorus