Two,

three,

four

Well

la-

tely

things

have

been

a

lit-

tle

com-

pli-

ca-

ted

Qua-

li-

ty

of

life

has

got

me

down

Well

sex

is

cheap

and

the

talk

is

o-

ver-

r-

a-

ted

And

the

boys

and

me

are

still

wor-

king

on

the

sound

A

lit-

tle

hap-

pi-

ness,

a

lit-

tle

love

was

all

I

wan-

ted

Sure

as

H-

ell

thought

I'd

fou-

nd

it

but

I

was

wrong

She

left

my

heart

fee-

lin'

tau-

n-

ted

and

my

me-

mo-

ries

all

hau-

n-

ted

But

it's

he-

r

I

have

to

thank

for

all

my

songs

So

e-

very

day

I'm

smo-

kin'

my

brain

ha-

z-

y

All

I

can

do

to

keep

from

goin'

cra-

zy

But

the

pa-

ra-

no-

ia

is

slow-

ly

cree-

pin'

in

I

keep

drin-

kin'

m-

yself

sil-

ly

On-

ly

way

for

this

hill-

bil-

ly

And

I

thank

God

for

this

here

life

of

sin

E-

very

mor-

ning

when

I

rise

look

in

the

mir-

ror

and

des-

pise

The

sight

of

e-

ve-

ry-

thing

and

all

that

I've

be-

come

The

le-

vel

o-

f

my

me-

dica-

ting

some

might

find

in-

ti-

mi-

dating

But

that's

al-

right

cause'

it

don't

bot-

her

me

none

Well

la-

tely

things

have

been

a

lit-

tle

com-

pli-

ca-

t-

ed

Qua-

li-

ty

of

life

has

got

me

down

Well

sex

is

cheap

and

the

talk

is

o-

ver-

r-

at-

ed

And

the

boys

and

me

still

wor-

kin'

on

the

sound