Tono: A
Introducción: Am C/G
Am
You tried to dodge your own bullet
C/G
But it shot you anyway
Am
You crossed over every line and
C/G
Hid behind the lines you made
Pre-Chorus
Am C/G
And do ya do ya, do ya do?
Am C/G
And do ya do ya believe in the truth?
Am C/G
Truth be told that truth found it's way
Am C/G F
To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay
Am
I know that I may be young
C/G
But at least my youth is wise
Am
You painted a picture to me
C/G
That depicted only lies
Pre-Chorus
Am C/G
And do ya do ya, do ya do?
Am C/G
And do ya do ya believe in the truth?
Am C/G
Truth be told that truth found it's way
Am C/G F
To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay
C/G
Cause your sweet is sour
Am
You're a weed not a flower
F C/G
Just a pretty faced coward is you
Am
Your hearts just an organ that
F
Pumps nothing more than blood
C/G Am
To your vein full veins
F C/G
You struck each chord and now it's time for
Am F
Your real song to be sung
C/G Am
You just managed to mask what's now clear as glass
F C/G
And that's just you're an asshole
Am
You weaseled in and out of words
C/G
And denied when truth was heard
Am C/G
May your yes be yes and your no's be no's
Am C/G
Not an in between land of I don't knows
Pre-Chorus
Am C/G
And do ya do ya, do ya do?
Am C/G
And do ya do ya believe in the truth?
Am C/G
Truth be told that truth found it's way
Am C/G F
To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay
C/G
Cause your sweet is sour
Am
You're a weed not a flower
F C/G
Just a pretty faced coward is you
Am
Your hearts just an organ that
F
Pumps nothing more than blood
C/G Am
To your vein full veins
F C/G
You struck each chord and now it's time for
Am F
Your real song to be sung
C/G Am
You just managed to mask what's now clear as glass
F C/G
And that's just you're an asshole
C/G Am
And this I say one last time
F
You define your own crime
C/G
You best hang up your disguise on the laundry line
Am
Stabbed me in the front, stab me in the back
F
And this right here's my heart attack
C/G
So if I don't go, I pray you know
Am
Just how much you blow
Pre-Chorus
Am C/G
And do ya do ya, do ya do?
Am C/G
And do ya do ya believe in the truth?
Am C/G
Truth be told that truth found it's way
Am C/G F
To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay
C/G
Cause your sweet is sour
Am
You're a weed not a flower
F C/G
Just a pretty faced coward is you
Am
Your hearts just an organ that
F
Pumps nothing more than blood
C/G Am
To your vein full veins
F C/G
You struck each chord and now it's time for
Am F
Your real song to be sung
C/G Am
You just managed to mask what's now clear as glass
F C/G
And that's just you're an asshole