The White Buffalo – Heart Attack (Guitar)

             D*
Well, he can back up the fact that he don't attract

                     A*
And he could spend a lot less time filling up his mind

            A*
Well, he'll chase the sun with the young and dumb

          A*
Don't you think it's time you spent your dime?

         G
So I say fine, fuck it, forget it

          A
Well, you ain't no fun

                D
Well, I like to spread my wings

                     G
And try to touch the sun

                                           A
Sometimes the mirror don't see what you've become

      D*
I get back on track with a one way ticket to a heart attack

A
Filled my lungs and sung at the moon like a motherfucking maniac

A
Tell my mother and Mary

A
That I'm out with Dirty Harry with a loaded gun

A
Well, you shake your head and your finger and mutter:

A
"Boy, aren't you done?"

         G
So I say fine, fuck it, forget it

          A
Well, you ain't no fun

                D
Well, I like to dress up pretty

                   G
And dance upon the sun

                              A
In the morning I don't even know what I've done

    D                  G              A
Sometimes it's hard to see what has become

   D  G
Of me

   D  G
Of meee

     D
So I spend my tender on a one-eyed bender on a blurry road

A                                                           G
Wake up in the morning on the bathroom floor, fully clothed

        D
Well, I travel in time on a carnival ride that might detonate

  A
I hate to taint the party, but don't you think that it's getting late?

         G
So I say fine, fuck it, forget it

          A
Well, you ain't no fun

                D
Well, I like to dress up fancy

                         G
And prance around in the sun

                              A
In the morning I don't even know what I've done

    D                  G              A
Sometimes it's hard to see what has become

   D  G
Of me

   D  G
Of meee

   D  G
Of meee

   D  G
Of meee