Guns N' Roses – Right Next Door To Hell (Guitar)

A               B          C# D
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix

             B                A             G
Jesus, don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks

    A                B
But when your innocence dies

      C# D
You'll find the blues

          B              A             G
Seems all our heroes were born to lose

     A    B
Just walkin' through time

     C# D
You believe this heat

             B            A                 G
Another empty house, another dead and street

    A      B            C# D
Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell

          B                 A          G   A
This side of heaven, this close to hell

     D                  A
Right next door to hell

     E                         F#
Why don't write a letter to me?

                D                  A
I said I'm right next door to hell

    E                       F#
And so many eyes are on me

     D                   A
Right next door to hell

     E                   F#
I go nowhere else to be

      D                  A
Right next door to hell

               E                        F#  E
Fells like the walls are closing on me

 A    B                  C# D
My mama never really said much to me

             B                  A        B
She was much too young and scared to be

    A       B               C#  D
Hell, "Freud" might say that's what I need

        B               A         G  A
But all I really ever get is greed

         B                C# D
And most my friends they fell the same

         B                      A          G
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame

    A   B               C# D
But times are hard and thrills are cheaper

            B
As your arms get shorter

       A              G   A
Your pockets get deeper

   D                    A
Right next door to hell

    E                               F#
Why don't you write a letter to me?

               D                    A
I said I'm right next door to hell

    E                       F#
And so many eyes are on me

    D                    A
Right next door to hell

       E                              F#
I never thought this is where I'd be

             D                 A
But I'm right next door to hell

        E                            F#
Thinkin' time'll stand still for me

   F#  G G# A E D# D C#m E D# D C#m B A G#m F#m G#m A B E F F# F F#
Fuck you                                    

    G               A
Not bad kids just stupid ones

            E
Yeah, thought we'd own the world

                 G               A
I said we're not sad kids just ones, yeah

  E
Flowin' through life not collectin' anyone

    G
So much out there

        A
Still so much to see

         E
Time's too much to handle

                G
It drives me up the walls

             A
Drives me out of my mind

    E
Can you tell me what this means, huh?