Tom: D
Introdução:
Bm
It was 6:48, I was walking home
Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone
Em
I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold
Then I covered up my face so that no one knows
D
I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
F#
But then came trouble
Bm
When my mom walked into the living room
She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you"
Em
I said, "You don't wanna know the things I had to do"
She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue"
D
I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
F#
But then came trouble
Bm
And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Em
Mind was running, air was freezing
D
Put my hands up, put my hands up
F#
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight
Bm Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
D
Every time you curse my name
F#
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Bm Em
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
D
It's only gonna let you down
F#
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer
Bm
Well I squared him up, left my chest exposed
He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose
Em
I had thick red blood running down my clothes
And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it though
D
I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
F#
But then came trouble
Bm
And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Em
Mind was running, nose was bleeding
D
Put my hands up, put my hands up
F#
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight
Bm Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
D
Every time you curse my name
F#
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Bm Em
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
D
It's only gonna let you down
F#
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer
Bm
It was 6:48, he was walking home
With the blood on his hand from my broken nose
Em
But like every other day, he was scared to go
Back to his house 'cause his pops was home
D
Drowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles
F#
Just looking for trouble
Bm
Well, there's no excuse for the things he did
But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with
Em
Because his dad's been drunk since he was a kid
And I hope one day that he'll say to him
D
Put down those bubbles and that belt buckle
F#
In this broken bubble
Bm Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
D
Every time you curse my name
F#
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Bm
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
D
It's only gonna let you down
F#
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer