Neck Deep – Damsel In Distress (Guitar)

C
We'll stay up late

            F
I'll end up sleeping on the floor

    G
The people here are nothing new

     F
I'll see how I'm feeling...

     G
Nah, fuck this I'm leaving

C
Conversation is wearing thin

  F
I don't even know whose house this is

  G
I kinda wish I just stayed home

    F               G            C   F  C   G  F
But Friday night is boring on my own

C
And then she makes her entrance

         F                       C
Stumbles defenseless through the door

C
Her dirty tricks hid up her sleeve

      G                            F
She's done this a thousand times before

        C
You can brag, you can gloat

C
Eat your words, hope you choke

        G                          F
But the grass on your side doesn't seem so green

        C
All the shit that you spoke

C
Will you sink? Will you float?

         G                       F            C  F C
Will you hang by a rope from the old oak tree?

C
She's a witch

C
She's a mess

C
She's a waste of time

Am           F                  C
Damsel in distress on a steep decline

                      G                   Am   F
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm

C
Maybe I'll walk home on my own to sleep it off

          G                      F
And think about some things as I stumble through the dark

        C
But the only glimpse of me in her I could see

           G                        F
Was in her left wing mirror staring back at me

C                                        F
Now you're at home I guess you're alone again

       G
It's 5am as she stumbles to bed

                          F
Plays out thoughts in her head

                        G
Falls asleep then wakes up wishing she was

C
Dead and disgusted with those who she's trusted

   F
To just be fucked over and left in the dust

          G
So she'll cling to her bottle

                           F                     G
And hope that tomorrow she won't sit and wallow again

C
She's a witch

C
She's a mess

C
She's a waste of time

Am           F                  C
Damsel in distress on a steep decline

                      G                   Am   F
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm

C                 G                   Am
She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind

                       F
She fucks it up almost every time she tries

C                        G                 Am
She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door

C
She's a witch

C
She's a mess

C
She's a waste of time

Am           F                  C
Damsel in distress on a steep decline

                      G                   Am   F
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm

C                 G                   Am
She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind

                       F
She fucks it up almost every time she tries

C                        G                 Am   F
She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door