Chords
Good

Key: E

Introduction:  E   B   C#m   A  

difficulty
easy |||||
 E                                                           B 
You better watch yourself this time
                                                         C#m 
Or you're waiting in a long line
                                             A 
Of kicking off a slow crime
 E                                                             B 
I guess the Devil wouldn't have you
                                                                         C#m 
But you're used to what you're used to
                                                       A 
You always seem to somehow make it through
     F#m                               A 
I know, I let myself go but
                           E                                                   B         C 
I try to lay low but it's so hard to be alone
     C#m                                   A 
I know I never took my own advice
                                 E                                                               B         C 
Chased a couple rollin' dice somewhere I don't belong
 C#m                                 A 
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
 E                                                               B                                   C 
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
 C#m                                 A 
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
 E                                                               B                                 C           C#m     A 
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light
 E                                                   B 
Another night another rope burn
                                                         C#m 
Well I guess that it was my turn
                                                 A 
To wash all of the pain down
 E                                             B 
Maybe you were just a decoy
                                                             C#m 
It doesn't matter much to me, noise
                                                                   A 
It covered up the voices I don't want to hear
 F#m                   A 
I let myself go again
                                       E                                                   B         C 
I tried to let you go, but it's so hard to be alone
     C#m                                   A 
I know I never take my own advice
                               E                                                               B         C 
I get tired of playin nice and cut right to the bone
 C#m                                 A 
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
 E                                                               B                                   C 
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
 C#m                                 A 
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
 E                                                               B                                 C           C#m     A 
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light
                                  E   B   C#m   A 
(KEY CHANGE)
 D#m                                 B 
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
 F#                                                             C#                                 D 
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
 D#m                                 B 
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
 F#                                                           C#                               D           D#m     B 
When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light
                             F#       C#   D 
Bigger in the light