Tom: G
Introdução:
C GA
Verse: 1
D
Some birds just sit useless, like fists
Am G
I wrestle on TV but no one ever lets me win
I lean on the wall like a broom
D
Confused by the scope it all
Am G
Any fool can tell the truth
Pre-Chorus 1
Am7 A7 D
And no, I don't think I should
Am Am7 A7
Add one to the sum
D
Of all that you fear
G DEm C
I'd love to take you down
G A G
And leave you there
verse 2
D
I look out, he looks in
He has a point, I applaud
Am G
My goodness, my god
Is it my fault the countrysides
D
Are so full of suicide?
I break bricks with my heart
Dm G
Only a fool would call it art
Pre-Chorus 2
A A7 D D7
And no, I don't think that I should
A7
Be one of the sum
D
Of all that you fear
G DEm C
I'd love to take you down
G A G
And leave you there
D Em C
I'd love to take you down
G A7 G
And leave you there
D G Am G
Verse: 3
So why fuss, why not bend
D
Like a nail, hammered in?
Oh, times are tough
Am
If I recall, oh, it ain't easy
G
No, not all
Pre-Chorus 3
A7 D
And no, I don't think I should
Am7 A7
Complete the sum
D
Of all that you fear
G DEm C
I'd love to take you down
G A G
And leave you there
Outro
D Em
I'd love to take you down
C Em A7A G
Down and leave you there