Chords
Pretty Toxic Revolver

Key: B

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
Em  G  BmA  
Yeah
Em  G  BmA  
Em              G                                                                      Bm  
Danger, one of us just lost our savior
                                                                        A  
Gotta maintain when you're going insane, so I say this prayer
Em                                                                         G  
Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger?
Bm                                                      A  
And do you even exist? They're trying to say it's a myth
                                  Em                                                                                                 G  
Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered
                                                                             Bm  
My aunt just passed from cancer
Dad just got out of rehab
                                          A  
And mom's never gonna show up, gotta grow up
E  
Ride with me through the memories inside of me
G  
'Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory
Bm  
Head hurting all week 'cause of bad coke
A                                                                                                            Em  
Then the same week Peep overdosed, that's fucked up
                                                          G  
But I guess I lucked up
                                                                                                                          Bm  
And I feel his pain because it probably won't be until
                                                                             A  
The day I die that they love us
                                             Em  
But trust, every nomination I don't get
                                                     G  
Every list that I ain't on
                                                                                Bm  
Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place
                                     A  
As a way to escape where I came from
                          Em                              G  
This just my pretty toxic
                                             Bm                                         A  
Heavy conscience weighing on my soul
Em                                    G  
Six shots in my revolver
Bm                                      A  
When I'm on my own
                          Em  
Play this song
                                                          G                                                                      Bm  
On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry
                                          A                                                            Em  
Legends never die, I hope our story's told
Em                                                                         G  
And the year spent on that road
                                                                        Bm  
Before they came to our shows
                                                                        A  
We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold
                     Em                                                      G  
Take me home, somewhere I belong
                                        Bm                                                                    A  
Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali's drawing
                Em                                                                                                              G  
Yeah, isn't it funny that whenever you got a vision
A mission and a couple of plans to go with it
                Bm  
Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it
                  A  
Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes
Em  
I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis
     G                                                                                              Bm  
And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras
                                                     A  
That attack my stance like Evangelists
                          Em  
I said truth and they couldn't handle it
                             G  
So when it sinks you stand in it
             Bm  
I guess this is my Titanic
                                          A  
With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it
Just my
Em                                            G  
Pretty toxic heavy conscience
Bm                                         A  
Weighing on my soul
Em                                    G  
Six shots in my revolver
Bm                                              A  
When I'm on my own, back against the wall
        Em  
It got me anxious
                  G  
Helpless, frigid, cold
     Bm                                                      A  
Late nights drinking on my own
Em                                                 G  
Now I'm fearless, Al Capone
Bm                                                 A  
To my dearest, I ain't gone