Buddy Chords & Lyrics - Misc Your Songs - Chris Minton

[C]Hey buddy, how you been?[Am] I’ve had a hard[F] day myself, I could use a frien[G]d
[C]What do [F#]you say we sit do[Em]wn and talk ove[G]r a couple of be[C]ers?
[C]What’s that buddy, you d[Am]on’t have time? [F]No man, it’s no big deal, I’ll b[G]e fine
[C]Just go [F#]on and do your th[Em]ing, I’m gonna [G]hang out her[C]e

[CHORUS]
[F]For seven years you’ve had a [C]place in my heart, but nowadays [Am]it seems like we’re drifting ap[F]art
[Am]Does it seem to you like[C] we’ve got a lot of frustration?[G]
[C]Or is it my imagination?

[C]Ok buddy, I guess I lied[Am] , but I didn’t k[F]now how to tell you on account o[G]f my pride
[C]When you[F#] said you didn’t [Em]have time for m[G]e, I didn’t know[C] how to feel
[C]It used to be we were th[Am]ick as thieves h[F]anging out on the playground tak[G]ing turns on the swing
[C]And I de[F#]fended you every [Em]time someone sa[G]id you weren’t r[C]eal
[C]What happened to the day[Am]s of listening t[F]o music I’d play and you would d[G]ance yeah we were grooving
[C]Then we’[F#]d do a few rails [Em]of cocaine till[G] we could barely[C] crawl
[C]It ain’t been the same s[Am]ince the day at [F]the bar, we drank all the vodka [G]Hooters had then you wrecked my car
[C]But I wa[F#]s the one who got[Em] arrested, yeah[G] I took the fal[C]l

[CHORUS]
[F]For seven years we’ve b[C]een the best of friends, bu[Am]t now you don’t even ask me how I’ve be[F]en
[Am]I’m starting to think we[C]’ve lost control of our situatio[G]n
[C]Maybe it’s my imagination

[C]What the hell, man? What[Am] did you do? I w[F]as only asleep for like an hour [G]or two
[C]How’d yo[F#]u make a me[Em]ss that big in [G]such a short tim[C]e?
[C]Windows are broken, ther[Am]e’s trash everyw[F]here, and I don’t even wanna kno[G]w what it looks like downstairs
[C]How much[F#] coke and vodka d[Em]id you have, ar[G]e you out of you[C]r mind
[C]Buddy I don’t think I ca[Am]n do this anymor[F]e, so before this thing gets vio[G]lent I suggest you find the door
[C]It’s tim[F#]e we go our separ[Em]ate ways, I can[G] no longer prete[C]nd
[C]I gave you all I had, ne[Am]ver once did I a[F]sk for anything in return yet yo[G]u repay me like that
[C]I didn’t[F#] think that it wo[Em]uld drive me cr[G]azy being your f[C]riend

[CHORUS]
[F]For seven long years you [C]had a place in my heart until I [Am]took that butcher knife and cut you apar[F]t
[Am]Buried you in my yard an[C]d turned myself in at the police[G] station
[F]Buddy you can’t see the [C]tears in my eyes, I’ve got to sp[Am]end life in prison without you by my sid[F]e
[Am]Now they’re gonna take[C] me for a psychiatric evaluation[G]
[Am]I thought I had a [C]better handle on my frustration[G]
[C]Must’ve been my imagination, my imagination
[C]Cocaine and vodka do wonders for the imagination