Em(022000)
Am(X02210)
In your little white wicker chair,
Unsuspicious and nobody cares for you,
You're so fucked up again.
You laugh at nothin' in the pouring rain,
And try to tell yourself you're not insane, you fool!
I hate you sometimes.
A Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place,
It's drippin' off your face,
and you're losin' your precious mind!
Well send me a postcard if you get that far,
You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar,
The truth, you've been gone for a while.
And it's hard lookin' at you when you look that way,
With your one night stands and you sleep all day,
Oow, you're such a slut sometimes!
A Hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place,
It's drippin' off your face,
and you're losin' your precious mind!
You're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
I said you're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
I said you're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
I said you're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
You're losing your mind!
