Bm D Thanks to you, I'm moving on G Chasing out my skeletons and the troubles they have caused Bm And all thanks to you D G I'm turning over the pages in this book of revelations about self-medication Em Bm But there's this ringing in my head A (who said it was gonna be easy?) Em A As the ghost of you hangs over my bed Chorus: D (Thanks to you) I'm not myself Bm F#m G I'm all strung out, that much is clear (And I'll spend my) D Bm F#m Whole life-time with your life-line wrapped G around my throat Em A Thanks to you D All thanks to you Thanks to you I've lost my touch I struggle to find the sense in making sense And giving a semblance of a fuck And thanks to you for all the nightmares There's not a night that I sleep quiet and complacent without my medication Because there's this ringing in my head Who said it was gonna be easy? As the ghost of you hangs over my bed Chorus But there's this ringing in my head As the ghost of you hangs over my bed Chorus D Thanks to you Bm Thanks to you F#m Thanks to you G All thanks to you | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Bm D Em F#m G |