Verse
E
Headlocked in this Hollywood armpit
F#
Pushed along by ego driven bullshit
A B E A
Dreaming of another place where I can ease my mind
A B E A
The weather's always perfect here but I don't see the sunshine
A F#
And I'm not blind
A G E
I've been chasing that old story: rags to riches
A G F#
Forgetting I've had riches to begin with
A E
I was a good man in my good ol' days
A E F#
But now it seems them good old days are done
F# A B E
The less I see my family, the more of a fucking scumbag I become
Verse
E
Before I asked you for your name
F#
I would probably ask you if you had cocaine
A B E A
The fuck I care about your life; I only care about mine
A B E A
You ain't no potential wife; I'll only see you one time
A Em6
So let's get high
A G E
I've been fucking with too many different bitches
A G F#
Calling women bitches to begin with
A E
I was a good man in my good ol' days
A E F#
But now it seems them good old days are done
F# A B E
The less I see my family, the more of a fucking scumbag I become
Interlude
A7sus4 Em6 A7sus4 B5
Verse
E
My life ain't over, not just yet
F#
But it's much too late for me to not regret
A B E A
The days and nights I've wasted, how I've spent my borrowed time
A B E A
I wasn't raised to be so empty, selfish and unkind
A Em6
I don't know why
A G E
If I knew God I'd ask him for forgiveness
A G E
And why he even put me here to begin with
A E
I was a good man in my good ol' days
A E F#
But now it seems them good old days are done
F# A B E
The less I see my family, the more of a fucking scumbag I become