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[Intro]
D Am G D Am G
[Verse 1]
D
And there's a nice tray of crushed out cigarettes
G D
And an empty bourbon bottle by the bed
D
A pile of change, a worn out matchbook with a name
E A
And a number scribbled on it that can't be read
G D Em
Livin' all alone and in the red
G D A
Well, I guess sometimes it's worse than being dead
[Chorus]
D Am7
'Cause dying isn't cheap, it's a mighty hefty cost
D G Gm
When you're doin' it like me, you've already lost
D Am7
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
D G Gm
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Em A
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
D Am G D Am G
And dying isn't cheap
[Verse 2]
D
And that woman, she was everything
G D
But I guess I wasn't everything to her
D
And for that woman, I gave anything
E A
Now I'd give anything to drown the pain and hurt
G D Em7
I guess I'll live forever missin' her
G D A
'Cause the pills and top-shelf whiskey just don't work
[Chorus]
D Am7
And dying isn't cheap, it's a mighty hefty cost
D G Gm
When you're doin' it like me, you've already lost
D Am7
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
D G Gm
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Em A
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
D Am7 D G Gm
And dying isn't cheap
[Outro]
G D Am
If I had to buy my way to Heaven, I guess I'd go to Hell
D G Gm
'Cause the only thing she left me was this old soul to sell
Em A
Since she set me free, livin' don't come easy
D Am G D Am G D
And dying isn't cheap
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