Cifras
I've Got a Dark Alley And a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth

Tono: C

Introducción:  C7  

 C7                               C                             F7                       C 
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
 C                 F7             C7                         G6 
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
 C                               F7                     C                                 F7 
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
 C                             F7                             C7               G6 
took a shot and didn't even come close
 C                       F7             C7 
At trust and love and hope
                 C                 F7     C                             C7 
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
                                             C7 
and never had it at all
                 C                                 F7 
And the record won't stop skipping
                 C                                       F7 
And the lies just won't stop slipping
         C                             F7                         C7               G6 
And besides my reputation's on the line
               C                             F7 
We can fake it for the airwaves
                     C                         F7 
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
           C                 F7               C7             G6                                     C7 
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
                               C                         F7                                     C                   F7 
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
             C       F7           C7                   G6 
Blame everyone but me for this mess
               C                         F7             C                             F7 
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
       C         F7               C7             G6 
We never seemed so far
         C                   F7                                               C               C7 
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough
                                                       C7 
But we never had it at all
                 C                                 F7 
And the record won't stop skipping
                 C                                       F7 
And the lies just won't stop slipping
         C                             F7                         C7               G6 
And besides my reputation's on the line
               C                             F7 
We can fake it for the airwaves
                     C                         F7 
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
                 C                 F7         C7             G6                       C           F7 
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
 C7             G6                       C           F7 
everyone else around me
 C7             G6                       C           F7 
everyone else around me
 C7             G6                       C           F7             C7 
everyone else around me