A
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F#m
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
D
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
    A
Oo oo

[Verse 1]
 A
I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
F#m
I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep on pouring
D
And I ain't seen the light of day since, well, that's not important
            A
It's been long

A
And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip Houston
F#m
Cars and clothes thought I was winning, you knew I was losing
D
You told me to wake up, oh, my clock always been on snooze
          A
And I'm done


[Chorus]
    D
To each their own and found peace in knowing
       A
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
     D
Show no emotion, against your coding
          A                  E
And just act as hard as you can
                   N.C
You don't need a friend
                 A
Boy, you're the man


[Verse 2]
 A
And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from
F#m
It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons
 D
Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on
 A
Sober.

A
I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it
F#m
I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
 D
And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
 A
Drank more

 [Chorus]
    D
To each their own and found peace in knowing
       A
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
     D
Show no emotion, against your coding
          A                  E
And just act as hard as you can
                   N.C
You don't need a friend
                 A
Boy, you're the man


A
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F#m
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
D
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
    A
Oo oo

 [Chorus]
    D
To each their own and found peace in knowing
       A
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
     D
Show no emotion, against your coding
          A                  E
And just act as hard as you can
                   N.C
You don't need a friend
                 A
Boy, you're the man

A
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F#m
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
D
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
    A
Oo oo

[Outro]
 A
I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit