Dm               Gm 
Stronghold on my poor soul and 
    Bb                   Dm 
You come around, around, after me 
    Dm          Gm             Bb           Dm 
And sweat cold tenfold and you come around, after me 

Dm              Gm                       Bb 
I know you're a liar, throw me into the fire 
                         Dm 
Man I should have known, I should have known 
Dm                     Gm 
God damn you're liar, threw me into the fire 
Bb                       Dm 
Man I should have known, I should have known 

    Bb      F 
But I, I, I 
          Gm               Dm 
My body's full of guts and other stuff 
Bb    F 
I, I, I 
         Gm    Dm 
My body's full enough 
   Gm              F        Gm     F 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out 
   Gm              F        Gm     F 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out 

Dm              Gm 
Sad sort with a pitchfork, 
       Bb                   Dm 
Got me spun around, around, on the spit 
    Dm             Gm 
And move quick, ya wipe it from your mits 
    Bb                             Dm 
You wash it down, wash it down and see how it sits 

Dm                    Gm 
I know you're a liar, throw me into the fire 
Bb                       Dm 
Man I should have known, I should have known 
Dm                    Gm 
God damn you're liar, threw me into the fire 
Bb                       Dm 
Man I should have known, I should have known 

    Bb      F 
But I, I, I 
          Gm               Dm 
My body's full of guts and other stuff 
Bb    F 
I, I, I 
         Gm    Dm 
My body's full enough 
   Gm              F        Gm     F 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out 
   Gm              F        Gm     F 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out 
        
             Bb F Gm                           Dm 
i did it for You, let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout 
Bb F Gm                          Dm 
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter 
Bb  F                        Gm                 Dm 
You let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout don't you feel ashamed? 
Bb  F                        Gm                          Dm 
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter, I'm someone's daughter 
You let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout don't you feel ashamed? 
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter 

Bb F Gm Dm  
Gm F Gm Dm (till the end of the song) 
My body's full of guts and other stuff 
My body's full enough 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out 
To pull myself out, to pull myself out