C Wish I could come home from workin' And not have her checking my breath G I'm tired of her turning her questions C Into the Gettysburg Address There's no reason why she shouldn't trust me The fact that she don't makes me mad G Can't count all the times that I've begged her C Honey, just let my past be the past Chorus: F I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog C Done a whole lotta shit not permitted by law G C People called me the Picasso of painting the town F I've finally grown up I've finally changed C And that someone I was Is somebody I ain't G But she finds it hard to believe that she's turned me around You know I'll probably die before I live all my C Up to no good livin' down Gave up on bringing her flowers That just kept making things worse I ain't been guilty of nothing But being the man she deserves Chorus I used to cuss like a sailor and howl at the moon And I woke up some mornings with I-don't-know-who But I never dreamed back then I'd have to pay for it now You know, I'll probably die before I live all my Up to no good livin' down Yeah, I'll have to die before I live all my Up to no good livin' down | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC F G |