Cant Complain Chords

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can´t complain

E x7999x or 012200
Eb/E x6999x
A 5776xx
F#m: 2442xx
Ab/A 4776xx
B: x2444x
Abm: 466444
C#m: x46654




E       Eb/E   A
Wake up, start running for your life.
         E               Eb/E
Fill the tumbler with the coffee
         A                        C#m Abm
Feed the cat and hit the lights.
A                                                C#m Abm
The steps are ticking counts a beat ahead of you.
A
The steps are keeping time.
    E Abm A
But I      can't complain.
           E               Abm
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           C#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 Ab/A                     
F#m   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain.
                 E Eb/E A x2
I can't complain.
E     Eb/E         A
Someone will start nipping at your heels.
      E                        Eb/E
Panic pumps blood through your knees
         A                       C#m Abm
But they don't care how you feel.
A                                                 C#m Abm
The little fuckers chewing through the plastic;
A
They're gonna do you in.

    E Abm A
But I      can't complain.
           E               Abm
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           C#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 Ab/A                     
F#m   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain.
                 E Eb/E A x2  F#m Abm
I can't complain.
A                                                  F#m Abm 
A F#m Abm
And I'm sorry the things I touch, I always damage.
A                                       E Eb/E
And I'm sorry I always act like I can't manage
A                                              E Eb/E
To stop the fuckers chewing through the fabric.
A
They're gonna do me in.

    E Abm A
But I      can't complain.
           E               Abm
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           C#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 Ab/A                     
F#m   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain. I can't complain.