[Versetto]
C 
You've read the books,  
Cmaj7 
You've watched the shows, 
F                   G 
What's the best way no one knows, yeah,  
C              Cmaj7 
Meditate, yeah, hypnotized. 
F                G 
Anything to take from your mind. 
       F      G 
But it won't, go 
       C                             Am 
You're doing all these things out of desperation,  
F    G 
Ohhh ohhh,  
       C 
You're going through six degrees of separation.
[Versetto]
C                      Cmaj7 
You hit the drink, you take a toke 
F                 G 
Watch the past go up in smoke. 
C                  Cmaj7 
Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,  
       F                              G 
You're better now than ever, and your life's okay 
          F    G 
Well it's not, no 
       C                             Am 
You're doing all these things out of desperation,  
F    G 
Ohhh ohhh,  
       C 
You're going through six degrees of separation.
[Ritornello]
Am                   F                 C 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart 
             G                      Am 
What's gonna kill you is the second part 
        F                   C                     G 
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle 
    Am                   F                    C 
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself 
           G                         Am 
Fifth, you see them out with someone else  
                  F                       C                    G 
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little  
Am                    F                          C               G 
(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) 
Am                    F                          C               G 
(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
[Versetto]
C                           Cmaj7 
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,  
F                      G 
Anyone who'll throw an arm around you 
C 
Tarot cards 
Cmaj7 
Gems and stones,  
  F                             G 
Believing all that shit's gonna heal ya soul. 
           F    G 
We'll it's not, no - o 
       C                        Am 
You're only doing things out of desperation,  
F    G 
Ohhh ohhh,  
       C 
You're going through six degrees of separation.
[Ritornello]
Am                   F                 C 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart 
             G                      Am 
What's gonna kill you is the second part 
        F                   C                     G 
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle 
    Am                   F                    C 
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself 
           G                         Am 
Fifth, you see them out with someone else  
                  F                       C                    G 
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
[Ponte]
    Am                     F 
Oh, no there's no starting over,  
                Am 
Without finding closure, you take them back  
  
No hesitation, 
F 
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation   
    Am                     F 
Oh, no there's no starting over,  
                Am 
Without finding closure, you take them back  
  
No hesitation, 
F 
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation
[Ritornello]
Am                   F                 C 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart 
             G                      Am 
What's gonna kill you is the second part 
        F                   C                     G 
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle 
    Am                   F                    C 
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself 
           G                         Am 
Fifth, you see them out with someone else  
                  F                       C                    G 
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little  
Am                    F                          C               G 
(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)  
Am                    F                          C               G 
(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)