Key: A
Introduction:
F Em
Now I lay me down to sleep
Am C
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
F Em
If I shall die before I wake
Am C
I pray the Lord, my soul to take
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
Am
I've tasted blood and it is sweet
C F
I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet
Em Am
I've trusted lies and trusted men
C F
Broke down and put myself back together again
Em
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
Am C
Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger
F Em
I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers
And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors
F Em
Come on little lady, give us a smile
Am C
No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about
F Em
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
Am
A moment to say I don't owe you a Goddamn thing
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
F Em Am C
I'm no sweet dream but I'm a hell of a night
F Em Am C
That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night
F Em Am
No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth
C F
And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe
Em Am
I've been polite, but won't be caught dead
C F
Lettin' a man tell me what I should do in my bed
Em
Keep my exes in check in my basement
Am C
'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacent
F Em
I could play nice or I could be a bully
I'm tired and angry, but somebody should be
F Em
Come on little lady, give us a smile
Am C
No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about
F Em
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
Am
A moment to say I don't owe you a Goddamn thing
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
F Em Am C
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
F Em Am C
But I'd rather be a real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah
F Em Am C
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
F Em Am
But I'm glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
F Em Am
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
C F
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
Em Am
They talk shit, but I love it every time
C
And I realize
F Em Am C
I'm no sweet dream but I'm a hell of a night
F Em Am C
That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night