Cifras
Starving Your Friends

Tono: B

Introducción:

 B                 F# 
  Thanks a lot
                             B                                   E 
I've been disadvantaged from the start
                 B                         F#                       B                         E 
You constrict the veins heading straight to my head
     B                     F#                 B             E 
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead
     B                     F#                 B             E 
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead
                     B 
I am braindead
                       F#                                     B           E 
Thinking strictly in blues and reds
       B                           F# 
Oh, I'm in enough trouble, man
           B                                   E 
Oh, man, I'm in trouble again
                                   B                                 F# 
Cause everyone's ears are watching me
                                     B                                       E 
But I never, ever felt that this would be
                   B                                         F#                   B         E 
Anything more than a makeshift personal IV
                           G#m 
Cause I fall three times as hard
                           F# 
If it's from nothing at all
                           E 
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be
                           G#m 
Cause I feel terribly small
                 F# 
When my head works too hard
                   E 
When you think with your chest
                             C#m 
There's not a thing that you don't see
         E                   F#                           G#m 
I'm hardly capable of half the damage
                           B 
That I would like to do
                   E                                   F# 
I could swear that I don't care
                                             G#m                         B 
But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through
       E 
So look at me
       F# 
I pray to God
           G#m                                       B 
But curse too much to be considered true
         E 
I'm just like me
I'm just like me
     C#m 
So who the hell are you?
 B                   F# 
  I'm but a boy
             B                                         E 
Just like the rest of these thieves
 B                             F#                 B                       E 
  And I borrow phrases from dusty, faded record sleeves
         B                         F# 
The story is the same
                     B                               E 
I've just personalized the name
                         B 
But if it's all you need
                         F#                           B                         E 
Then I'd be more than happy to confess my shame
                           G#m 
Cause I fall three times as hard
                           F# 
If it's from nothing at all
                           E 
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be
                           G#m 
Cause I feel terribly small
                 F# 
When my head works too hard
                   E 
When you think with your chest
                             C#m 
There's not a thing that you don't see
         E                   F#                           G#m 
I'm hardly capable of half the damage
                           B 
That I would like to do
                 E                                   F# 
I could swear that I don't care
                                           G#m                         B 
But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through
       E 
So look at me
     F# 
I pray to God
           G#m                                       B 
But curse too much to be considered true
         E 
I'm just like me
I'm just like me
     C#m 
So who the hell are you?
 D#m                                   E 
I know you think you know
                     F# 
But these eyelids are windows
 D#m                                       E 
That shut you out from all the things
 F# 
  That I don't want you to know
 G#m                         E                 C#m                               G#m 
And I refuse to tell you one single secret I own
                                             E           F#                 C#m         E 
Cause you'll find I'm petrified of your eyes
         E                 F#                             G#m 
I'm hardly capable of half the damage
                             B 
That I would like to do
                 E                                   F# 
I could swear that I don't care
                                           G#m                         B 
But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through
           E                               G#m 
I've read the book, I prayed to God
         B                                           E 
But cursed too much to be considered true
                   C#m 
I'm just like me
I'm just like me
         F# 
So who the hell are you?