Tom: D
Introdução:
G B C# A
i got a gun pointed at the rat race
got my own private road to hell
G B
but it growing old and it's winter now
G B C# A
i'm a sure fire assassin
not so sure of what i'm meant to do
F# A C# B
i'm gonna burn this city down
this city run me around
G D B
ain't no worry, i'm all fired up
G B C# A
walk on air, thin air
come back down to us forever
G B
your beating heart is down below
G B C# A
there are open wounds in the bedroom
follow trails of his bloody gauze
G B
we're all going down
if you don't heal
F# A C# B
i'm gonna burn this city down
this city run me around
G D B
ain't no worry, i'm all fired up
G A B
I'm gonna cut the chord
To the man who holds me down under him
F# A C# B
i'm gonna burn this city down
this city run me around
G D B
ain't no worry, i'm all fired up