Tom: Bm
Introdução:
Bm
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge?
A#m
Bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let' s raise our hands
Bm
Red for the cancer, Red for the wealthy,
A#m
Red for the drink that' s mixed with suicide
Everything red.
Bm
Please won' t you push me for the last time,
A
Let' s scream until there' s nothing left,
Bm
So sick of playing, I don' t want this anymore.
G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
Em
You want a martyr, I' ll be one
A Bm
Because enough' s enough, we' re done.
G
You told me think about it, well, I did
Em
Now I don' t wanna feel a thing anymore
F#
I' m tired of begging for the things that I want,
Bm
I' m over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Bm
The thing I think I love will surely bring me pain
A#m
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Bm
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
A Bm
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.
A
Until there' s nothing left,
Bm
So sick of playing, I don' t want to anymore.
G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
Em
You want a martyr, I' ll be one
A Bm
Because enough' s enough, we' re done.
G
You told me think about it, well, I did
Em
Now I don' t wanna feel a thing anymore
F#
I' m tired of begging for the things that I want,
Bm
I' m over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
G
Imagine living like a king someday,
Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
F#
And when the bass shakes the earth underground,
Bm
We' ll start a new revolution, now
Bm
Hail Mary, forgive me,
A#m
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Bm A#m
Come at me, now this is war
(fuck with this new beat)
Bm A#m Bm A#m
OH the bridge comes in, but make sure each chord
gets only four beats before going back in
Bm
Now, Terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
A#m
Born in this world without a voice or a say
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
Bm
I know you well but this ain' t a game
Blow the smoke in a diamond shape
A#m F# Bm
Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace
Bm(five G(five
You told me think about it, well I did
Em(five
Now I don' t wanna feel a thing anymore
F#(five
I' m, tired of begging for the things that I want
Bm
I' m oversleeping like a dog on the floor
Bm G
Imagine living like a king someday
Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
F#
We are the shadows screaming take us now
Bm
We' d rather die than live to rust on the ground
(shit)