Cifras
Sad Songs Intermission

Tom: C

Introdução:

                             C                                                      F  
They say ambition is an enemy of weakness.
          C                                                              G  
And greatness is an enemy of fame.
                  C                                                            F  
When I pick up my guitar and I try to write a song
     C                                         G                                    C  
I think of what my mentor used to say.
                                F                                            G                                                              C  
Who fucking gives a rat's ass Steve, just write a love song.
                                     F                                      G                                                    C  
Cause they'll keep your belly full and your wallet lined.
                F                                            G                                         C      Em      Am  
Don't bother these nice people with your sad sack songs.
                             F                                              G                                      C  
If you ask me I think they're just a waste of time.
             C                                                                                 F  
Inspiration is the best friend of my sorrow
          C                                                                                 G  
and sorrow is the best friend of my drink.
                  C                                                                              F  
Well I want to look myself in the eye tomorrow
                                C                                      G                                            C  
but I'm too worried of what other folk's will think.
                                F                                            G                                                 C  
Who fucking gives a rat's ass Steve, just write a love song.
                F                                                              G                                              C  
See a counselor if you need to ease your troubled mind.
                                F                                      G                                                         C              Em         Am  
And can you please sit over there I don't want you crying in my beer.
F                                         G                                         C  
Do you want some cheese with that whine?
      C  F  C  G  C  F  C  G  C  
                          F                                         G                                            C  
There's a song that I keep trying to sing to no-one
                        F                                                 G                                            C  
but I'm afraid that it's too short or it's too long.
                  F                                    G                                         C            AmEm  
And to add to all the things that I'm afraid of,
                F                            G                                    C  
the devil stopped sending me his songs.
                     C                                                                                    F  
And the troubles in my heart need to get let out.
                     C                                                                         G  
And the troubles in my heart need to escape.
                C                                                                                    F  
And I never liked writing poetry and I never liked doing pottery.
                     C                              G                                         C  
And God knows that I never learned to paint.
                        F                              G                              C  
So every now and then, I'll sing a sad song
                          F                                      G                                                            C  
'Cause it keeps my spirit light and my conscience clean.
                  F                                            G                                                              C              Em                 Am  
And if you don't care to hear I don't mind if you go out for some air.
                             F                                            G                              C  
'Cause I'm happy that you're happier than me.
          F                                            G                              C  
I'm happy that you're happier than me.
          F                                            G                              CEm  Am  G  F  C  
I'm happy that you're happier than me.