Tom: Em
A G C G C G D
G Bm Em G D G D
[Verses]
G D G A
I don't get high no more
C D G
I don't seem to fly no more
C G Bm Em
I drink all the drinks but they don't do the trick
C G B Em
I do the same drugs but they just make me sick
C G B Em
I try and I try but I can't get my kicks
A D
The way I did before
C G D G
I don't live it up no more
C Cm D G
I don't give a f**k no more
C G B Em
There was a time I was queen of the street
C G Bm Em
I'd strut and I'd stride but that shit got me beat
C G B7 Em
Now I can't deny that I can't compete
Am Am7 D7
And frankly it's a bore
C D#dim Gm Gdim G7
Lately I've been thinking about stuff
C
I'm quite relieved
C#dim
To concede
Bm E7
I've think I've had
Am D7
More than enough
[Instrumental]
G D G C C#m G C G Am Em C G B Em C G B Em A7 D
G D G
I don't pray much no more
C C# G
I don't say much no more
C G B Em
I'm tongue-tied and trite or I ain't got the wit
C G B Em
The words come out right but they don't seem to fit
C G B Em
I shout and I cry but I have to admit
Am D7
It's all been said before
G Em Am
I don't get high no more
G Em F#m Bm
I can't seem to fly no more
Em D A
Since you walked through my door
Am7 Bm
I don't live it up - no
Am Bm
I don't give a f**k - no
C G
I don't get high no more
Am7 Bm
And there's no need to pray - no
Am Bm
There's not much to say - no
C Em D Em
Stuff ain't the way, that stuff was before
Am7 D G
Since you kicked down my door
