G 
I got a good reason for bein' here  
Drivin' by your house  
Hopin' to catch a glimpse of you  
Maybe talk our troubles out  
     C 
Well I've been makin' left turns round and round your block  
G 
Circlin’ since Sunday, evenin’ at six o'clock  
       D 
Well I know my behavior might seem a little strange  
           C                         F C 
It's got a lot to do with losin’ you 
              G 
And Plain Ol’ Pain. 
 
G 
I got a good reason for bein' here  
Where the music's loud  
Hopin' to forget about you 
And lookin' for a good time crowd  
  C 
I think I'll shoot some doubles  
And sit here at the bar  
     G 
Well I ain't goin' nowhere  
I gave the bartender my car  
       D 
Well I know my behavior might  
Seem a little strange  
           C                         F C 
It's got a lot to do with losing you  
              G 
And Plain Ol’ Pain. 
 
     C 
Well it's a shootin' stabbin’ gnawin' 
        G 
Naggin' grindin' kind of hurt  
   C 
An agonizin’ mesmerizin’  
                 D (stop)  
Constant hell on earth  
               G 
It's Plain Ol’ Pain. 
 
G 
I got a good reason for bein' here  
Layin’ on this couch  
For a hundred bucks an hour  
I'm gonna sort my feelings out  
    C 
The doctor says my problem  
Is common but acute  
    G 
And I won't get any better  
Until I talk to you 
  D 
Severe emotional anguish  
Induced by mental strain 
   C                                 F C 
In clinical words or Laymen’s terms 
               G 
It’s Plain Ol’ Pain. 
 
G 
Plain Ol’ Pain 
It’s Plain Ol’ Pain 
Plain Ol’ Pain 
Plain Ol’ Pain 
Plain Ol’ Pain.