Are You Going To See The Rose In The Vase, Or The Dust On The Table

[Intro]

F7M                            Am
You don't get it (You did good $lick)
Am                      F7M
I'm just reckless with myself (It's a Smash)
F               Am
Taking over, something only time will tell
Am
Wetto, ayy

[Primeira Parte]

                  F7M
Already know what time I'm on, double R slidin' on autobahn
                 Am
She tryna get my love, the best I can do is a trauma bond
                        F7M
Poppin' these pills got easier, but gettin' high been gettin' harder
F                    Am
Remember them days in maw-maw's house, holdin' on my grandfather
                          F7M
Remember them days in the Envoy, it was just me and Oddy
    F                           Am
Now all of my homies got their own bus, but they ain't got time for bondin'
                    F7M                         F
Tellin' myself that it's okay, knowin' that's a liе
Am
Ayy, never at home, just passin' by


      F7M                                                F
I was always told that boys don't cry, why am I so brokе inside?
Am
Waste time on an inner child, motherfucker been dead since five
F7M                                   F   Am
Seen my dad OD at nine, was never the same again
                          F7M
I never had the chance to win


[Refrão]

                    Am
I keep reachin' out for help
                                       F7M
I can't tell if I'm too concerned with myself
                                          Am
Feel like I'm just collectin' dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
                         F#7M
I think it's time to bid farewell


[Segunda Parte]

F#7M
Left all the lights on, but I ain't home, thirty thousand feet up
F     Am
Got my ice on, but I ain't cold, thirty thousand degrees
               F#7M
Yup, I stashed thirty thousand in the freezer
F#7M
Feel like a crooked congressman
  G           Am
I blame it on Percocets, amnesia, can't keep up with my tolerance
          F7M                                   F        Am
I'm tryna win this war on drugs, but I lost the battle by callin' up the plug
Am
Got back in the saddle
F7M                                            F
Moth to the flame, I'm insane, all these voices rattle
                                                      F7M
Foggin' up my brain, numb the pain, locked up in my castle


                  Am
I'm startin' to unravel, surrounded by all these snakes and jackals
F7M                                        F
          They keep temptin' me to eat that apple
Am                                                      F7M
I need the top loose ends, form these threads into a tassel


[Refrão]

                        Am
I keep reachin' out for help
                                         F7M
I can't tell if I'm too concerned with myself
                                          Am
Feel like I'm just collectin' dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
                         F7M
I think it's time to bid farewell
                        Am
I keep reachin' out for help
                                         F7M
I can't tell if I'm too concerned with myself
                                   F     Am
Feel like I'm just collectin' dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
                          F7M
I think it's time to bid farewell

[Final] Am  F7M  Am