Тональность
Аккорд:F,Am Дёргаем 4 и 3 струну по очереди in bed Sometimes turning to my right Until I close my eyes This is not a song about sleep or death It's about something much smaller and paler than that I'm not going to show it to my friends 'Cause when I came home I'd lost thirty-something pounds I didn't leave my bed I threw up in a bathroom in Baltimore Before dancing with a girl I'll probably never talk to again We won't be friends And I won't be nice to anyone Because I don't see why I should I don't see the point I won't, I won't get clean For the rest of my life I won't be nice
