It Doesnt Matter

Tom: Am

Am                G
I’m bored with my fate                    
                        Am
Want to take care of my garden    
                       G
My dreams are kind of fake           
                        Am
My final days will be so hard        
        G                 Am
Always wanted to pickup flowers       
                        G
But the weather never helped                                 
                 Am
All I have is sad hours                            
           G                 Am
It doesn’t matter, it never did          
                                G
The nothingness is our ultimate goal    
                           Am
Perhaps thing else may be seen     
          G                     Am
It doesn’t matter , all is routine      
           G                Am
It doesn’t matter, it never did,                                                                                                                                  
                     
 G                           Am
it doesn’t matter I’m already sick.                       

           G
I live in a hurry             
                  Am
Sameness with no glory    
           G              Am
It doesn’t matter, never did                                                                                                                                          
         G                     Am
It doesn’t matter, I’m already sick.