B                           A         G            D 
I try not to drink, 'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy 
G               D 
Desperate ain't lonely 
Though I've been high 
Pockets are empty 
       A                           G           D    G    D    G    D    G    D 
In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad 

    B                    A             B           D 
The letter I wrote, took words from my throat I was saying 
G          D 
Lay on the roadside 
I guess the mailman was drunk 
The message was urgent 
    A                      G            D    G    D    G    D    G    D 
How lazy a state where you don't live no-one 

     b                           A         G            D 
So I try not to drink, 'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy 
G               D 
Desperate ain't lonely 
Though I've been high 
Pockets are empty 
       A                           G           D 
In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad