Thoughts

     G                       Am                      Em      D
Drivin' 'round in Hollywood, I can only think 'bout you
      G                   Am                    C      D
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you
                G         Am
Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up?
                        C                              D
Are my friends really friends now or are they far gone?
          G                       Am
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
                           C    D
Can't stop thinking 'bout you


[Verse 1]
    G                           Am
Fucked up, I just wanna break glass
     Em                        C
Phone calls, I just wanna talk back
         G                             Am
Yeah, big attitude, just like a big stack
       Em                         C
Braindead for days, am I gonna relapse? Yeah


[Pre-Chorus]
G
I don't wanna talk
Am                  Em      C
I don't wanna smile, no, no
G
Got a couple problems
Am                     Em       D
I don't wanna compromise, no, no (Yeah)


[Chorus]
     G                       Am                      Em      D
Drivin' 'round in Hollywood, I can only think 'bout you
      G                   Am                    C      D
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you
                G         Am
Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up?
                        C                              D
Are my friends really friends now or are they far gone?
          G                       Am
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
                           C    D
Can't stop thinking 'bout you


[Verse 2]
G                             Am
Don't stop, I just wanna go fast
Em                C
No sleep, I don't wanna relax
G                                                      Am
10 planes in five days, I been 'round the world and back again
      Em                                    C
Man I feel insane, I'm numb, can't stop the pain, no


[Pre-Chorus]
G
I don't wanna talk
Am                  Em      C
I don't wanna smile, no, no
G
Got a couple problems
Am                     Em       D
I don't wanna compromise, no, no


[Chorus]
     G                       Am                      Em      D
Drivin' 'round in Hollywood, I can only think 'bout you
      G                   Am                    C      D
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you
                G         Am
Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up?
                        C                              D
Are my friends really friends now or are they far gone?
          G                       Am
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
                           C    D
Can't stop thinking 'bout you