Standard
F
Unwanted but breathing
In the next room sleeping
Dm
My mother shes crying
And my fathers been drinking
F
In our rundown apartment
Where the roof is still leaking
Dm
Hes cursing and cussing
Its just the whiskey talking
Bb Dm
And Ive got lots of memories like this one
Bb F
Of empty days and nights spent tired and lonesome
Gm
When I think back to all of it
Bb
Its all too much
Oh its all too much when youre just a little kid
F Dm
F
My little brother just a newborn baby
Dm
In the image of my mother says hes a blessing
F
But not to my father oh how he hates him
Dm
An undeserving mistake He calls him a burden
Bb Dm
And Ive got lots of memories like this one
Bb F
Of picking sides and picking fights between them
Gm
When I think back to all of it
Bb
Well its all too much
Well its all too much when youre just a little kid
Bb F Bb F
And when I wake up in the morning it all feels like a bad dream
Bb F Bb F
One that follows you and haunts you endlessly
Bb
Yeah haunts me endlessly
Well broken and beaten from the abuse and the cheating
Dm
The addiction and the lying and the promise of leaving
F
While my old man was a bastard I admired and loved him
Dm
And us two kids we were born in to a family not a fortune no
F Dm
F Dm
F
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