And Why can’t I (Bbmaj7)lay

(C)low?

I’m a Why can’t I (Bbmaj7)say what I (C)mean?

Now, Why don’t I (Bbmaj7)stay

(C)home

and get my self (Bbmaj7)in to some (C)bor ing rou (Em7)tine?

Why can’t I (A)calm

(Bm7)down?

Why is it (A)al ways a (Bm7)fight?

I can’t get (A)un

(Bm7)wound.

Why do I (Am)throw my self (C)in to the (G7)night?

And I’m on the (Bbmaj7)out

(C)side.

I’m a I don’t fit (Bbmaj7)in to a (C)groove.

Now, I ain’t a (Bbmaj7)bad

(C)guy,

and so tell me: (Bbmaj7)what am I (C)try ing to (Em7)prove?

Why can’t I (A)cool

(Bm7)out?

Why don’t I (A)but ton my (Bm7)lip?

Why do I (A)lash

(Bm7)out?

Why is it (Am)throw my self (C)in to the (G7)night?

(Am)I al ways shoot from the (Dm7)hip?

I cruise from Hous ton to Can (A)al Street,

a mis fit and a reb el.

I see the wi nos talk ing to them selves,

and I

can un der stand.

Why is it ev ’ry time I go (Am)out I al ways seem to get in (Am7)trou ble?

I guess I made an im pres sion on (Am)some bod y north of Hes ter and south of (G7)Grand.

(Am7)seen from the sen si tive (Dm7)side?

But you know in my (Bbmaj7)own

(C)heart,

I’m a big man on (Bbmaj7)Mul ber ry (C)Street.

I play the (Bbmaj7)whole

(C)part;

I leave a (Bbmaj7)big tip with (C)ev ’ry re (Em7)ceipt.

I’m so ro (A)man

(Bm7)tic;

I’m such a (A)pas sion ate (Bm7)man.

Some times I (A)pan

(Bm7)ic,

what if no (Am7)bod y finds (C)out who I (G7)am?