Tom: Cm
Introdução: Cm Bb Gm Ab Cm Cm Bb Gm Ab Cm
Cm
I give blood to prove to myself
Cm
That I can matter to somebody else
Cm
Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
Cm
Don't put your faith in the desert sand
Fm
The wind is always blowing
Ab Bb
There are gallows deep inside my lungs
Fm Ab Bb
That's where I hung ambition
Cm Eb
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Ab Bb
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984
Cm Eb
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
Ab Bb
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors
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So give me seven more
Cm
I give blood not for the cause
Cm
But to slowly give up the person I was
Cm
Holding my breath won't help everything went to hell
Cm
So now I steal back pennies from the well
Fm
Because my wishes failed
Ab Bb
I am screaming at my own shadow
Fm Ab Bb
To stop living like a ghost
Cm Eb
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Ab Bb
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984
Cm Eb
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
Ab Bb
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors
Cm
So give me seven more
Cm
I don't need her I'm not that desperate
Cm
Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then
Cm
'Cause I'm not done screaming yet
Cm
You can call off the intervention
Cm
'Cause I don't need your attention
Cm Eb
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Ab Bb
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984
Cm Eb
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
Ab Bb
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors
Cm
So give me seven more
Cm
I don't need her I'm not that desperate
Cm
I don't need her I'm not that desperate