F          D         Am
I could lay here all day
    G
And still feel the same
F    D       Am
Rest doesn't help
     G
When it’s used this way 
F            D        Am
So my friends drink fluids
            G
Until their stomachs divide
F            D
While trying to kill 
Am             G
Something else on the inside 


[Pre-Chorus]
Am         C        
So I sit around and trace
Am            F    Am  G  Am
All these new lines on my face, 
F             Am
Yeah, I might be the line
           G
But always end up in the same place 


[Chorus]
F            D           Am  G
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
F                D          Am         G
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything


[Instrumental]
F D Am G


[Verse]
F               D
Winter's gotten under 
Am             G
Everyones skin again
F       D         Am  G
Now I’m seeing zombie versions of my friends.
F  D             Am           G
So I’ll drink fluids until my limbs thaw out. 
F        D          Am
The snow may have melted,
         G
But the trash had came out


[Pre-Chorus]
Am        C
So I sit around and trace, 
    F             Am     G    Am
But always end up in the same place


[Chorus]
F            D           Am  G
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
F                D          Am         G
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything

[Bridge]
D    Am   F  D
Oh, oh, oh, oh
D 
If natural selection tested me
Am
I'll miss a curve
F                  C       D
A cold, stiff hand dangles me
          Am
Over what I deserve


[Instrumental]
F D Am G x2


[Chorus]
F            D           Am  G
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
F                D          Am         G
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything