Sean Scozzese

Verse Em A7 Take me home to chicken pad thai, foreign girls, and shoes not being mandatory Em A7 To swimming in the sea, slightly grazing your knee and needing anti-inflamatories C Cmaj9\E Am To a place you reborn, life's not long enough to waste in a job you hate C Cmaj9\E Am D7 It's tough to survive, if you don't value life, for just a handsome young reprobate Em A7 There's a place I used to go when I needed to be alone in a sort of spiritual way Em A7 Walked south to a bar I knew. The girls were golden / Cocktails blue C Cmaj9\E Make sure you eat, you'll need your strength son Am It's your island. You're number 1. C Cmaj9\E Am Don't fuck it up. No blood to clean up would be worth going home D7 Where you'll feel so alone Verse G C Yeah, but I'll lie here staring at my ceiling G C Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing G Em9 A7 I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes C D When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie. C D Go on ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you I'm doing fine G C Yeah, I'll lie here staring at my ceiling G C Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing G Em9 A7 I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes C D When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie. C D Go on ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you I'm doing fine Em A7 I wonder what the deal is, would I be remembered Em A7 Would the damage still be there now those flaws have been rendered C Cmaj9\E Could I sit at my spot in karma bar Am could I walk into banyan. I took it too far C Cmaj9\E Ask me how it feels to know those days are gone Am ask me where I'm going on my next trip, alone C Cmaj9\E Ask me what I'm doing in buchannan street singing Am everything I do here is a crime D Ask me how I'm doing I'm fine Verse Em A7 There's a place I used to go when I needed to be alone in a sort of spiritual way Em A7 Walked south to a bar I knew. The girls were golden / Cocktails blue C Cmaj9\E Make sure you eat, you'll need your strength son Am It's your island. You're number 1. C Cmaj9\E Am Don't fuck it up. No blood to clean up would be worth going home D7 Where you'll feel so alone G C Yeah, but I'll lie here staring at my ceiling G C Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing G Em9 A7 I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes C D When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie. C D Go on ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you I'm doing fine G C Yeah, I'll lie here staring at my ceiling G C Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing G Em9 A7 I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes C D When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie. C D Go on ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you I'm doing fine Em A7 I wonder what the deal is, would I be remembered?