Tom: F
Introdução: F#m Bm C#7
F#m Bm C#7
Try as I might I'm a fool in a losing fight
F#m Bm C#7
Can't escape the bullet's bite cause the enemy's in sight
F#m Bm C#7
Sign on the dotted line, take your pick, have a bite when seduction
F#m Bm C#7
Starts, I know it won't stop till I give you the things I can't deny
Bm
You've got me wrapped up in your cancer
D
But I'm not quite what you thought I'd be
C#7 F#m
You really got a hold on me
Bm C#7
You really got a hold and its feelin' good
F#m
You really got control of me
Bm C#7
I should've gotten out when I thought I could
F#m Bm C#7
I get my fix for the last time, one more trip to the other side
F#m
I scratch my skin, cause you leave me dry
Bm F#m Bm
I'm makin' deals with thieves and liars
F#m
Walk the roads down the boulevards
Bm C#7
Past the dollar shows for the bleeding hearts
F#m
You've used me up, down to the last drop
Bm
But I'm more than what you thought I'd be
C#7 D F#m
You thought you had a hold on me
A4 C#7
You thought you had a hold and its feelin' good
D F#m
You thought you had control of me
A4 C#7
Should have gotten out when you thought I would
D F#m
You thought you had control of me
A4 C#7
But you never had your hold on me
D F#m
You never had control of me
A4 C#7 F#m
You never had control of me, control of me