| Intro: Em, A |
| Em | A | Em | |
| Ain't a day goes by I don't | burn a little bit of my soul |
| Em | A | Em | |
| Ain't a day goes by I don't | burn a little bit of my soul |
| G | A | G | A | |
| Scored some friends a | long the way, | did what I did, sa | id what I had to say |
| G | A | |
| And I'd | do it all again if I | had to today |
| C | D | Em | A | Em | |
| When | all is said and | done, I'm the one |
| E | B | C# | A | |
| Cocaine | eyes | won't hide your fac | e |
| E | B | C# | A | B | Em | A | Em | |
| It's no sur | prise, | you'll lose the r | ace a | gain, my old friend |
| It's a long hard road when your friends start to leave you behind |
| It's a long hard road when you're tryin' to find peace of mind |
| Some might go for poison, some go for too much stuff |
| Some just go to sleep at night and forget to wake up |