D5     Bm7      D5/A
G|-7-------7--------7------|
D|-7-(8x)--7-(4x)---7-(4x)-|
A|-5-------x--------x------|
E|---------7--------5------|

[Verse 1]
                          D5
"You'll get it right sometime. You will."
          Bm7                D5/A
I tell myself that everyday.
                    D5         Bm7
"You don't need to latch on to anything.
                   D5/A
You'll just end up back here
                 D5
In your little limbo scene."
          Bm7           D5/A
It's repetitious and exhausting.
                   D5
I might need some therapy;
    Bm7             D5/A                  A                 G
Anything to keep me in check through the day. (hey-yeah hey-ye-ah)

                        D5
Don't think about your lover.
          Bm7          D5/A
You're already steady shaking."
               D5
I might need a sedative,
      Bm7               D5/A
But I hate the taste of medicine.
                  D5
"You just need to let her go."
       Bm7                D5/A
These pills shaking in my hand
                     D5
Just make me feel defeated,
     Bm7          D5/A            A              G
Like I'm not able to just let her go a-way. (hey-ye-ah)

[Chorus]
   D                     G
I hate this place but I love these chords.
     Bm                       G
"An empty fate just means an even score."
        D                        G
And the pain this morning... It filled my head.
      A                     G
It's Jameson. It means that I'm not dead.

[Intro]

[Verse 2]
                         D5
And I just can't seem to get away
        Bm7              D5/A
There's no such thing as escape,
              D5
Even with the sedatives
       Bm7           D5/A
You're always in the same state,
                D5
Clutching to a limbo scene.
       Bm7            D5/A
You're never changing anything,
                   D5
You just stop the shaking.
         Bm7          D5/A               A                   G
And it's constantly repeated through the days. (hey-yeah hey-ye-ah)
                                         A                   G
                             through the days. (hey-yeah hey-ye-ah)

[Chorus]
   D                     G
I hate this place but I love these chords.
     Bm                       G
"An empty fate just means an even score."
        D                        G
And the pain this morning... It filled my head.
      A                     G
It's Jameson. It means that I'm not dead.