in Hell ill be in good company

Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
  F             D7               Gm
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you

Gm
My lifes a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
  F                D7             Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed,
queen bee, my squeeze.
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells,
                          F
 mistells, knocks me on my knees
              Gm                  
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt,
                               Cm
 stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
        Gm                       
After I count down, three rounds,
D7                       Gm
 in Hell ill be in good company

    F              D7        Gm
 in Hell ill be in good company
    F              D7        Gm
 in Hell ill be in good company