Tom: Am
Introdução: Am F Dm Am F Dm
Am
There's a hatchet, got a knife
Am
When I awoke there was nothing real in this life
F
But dreams are so intoxicating
Dm
When you're doing this alone
Am
Gun, rope, brick on the way
Am
But words have no meaning
F
When it's you that says, "I really do care"
Dm Am
No baby I, I really do care
Am
Innocence gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am
Why should I hold you now?
Am
In a sense gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am
Why should I hold you now?
Am
Once a skeptic, now the critic
Am
And you think that you finally
Am
Found a place of your own
F
Amongst the cold and timid souls
Dm
Where only failure knows your name
Am
Look around for the closest to blame
Am
But look no further than the
F
Hands beneath your arms
F
And now you're six feet down
Dm Am
Buried with, with your passing fame, fame, fame, fame
Am
Innocence gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am
Why should I hold you now?
Am
In a sense gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am F D Am F D
Why should I hold you now?
Am
Oh, oh, oh, you lie
G Am
Tell me something more than what you tried to hide
Am
If you can't find yourself
Em F
Then how can I expect to find you
Am
Oh, oh, oh, you cry
G
Tell me something more than what you try
F
The greatest tragedy is not your death
Dm
But a life without reason
Am
Life has no purpose
Am
A life has no reason
Am
Your life has no purpose
Am
Innocence gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am
Why should I hold you now?
Am
In a sense gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Am
Why should I hold you now?
Am
In a sense gone
F
Never take friendship personal
Dm
If you can't hold yourself together
Dm
Why should I hold you now?