(intro) Am G F 

Am       G             F 
Laid out,Puking in the back of a 
Am        G            F 
fancy bar You and your friends in the 
Am          G              F 
front booth Laughing at my sweet naivety 
Am      G       F 
And its awkward gravity 
Am          G                 F 
Three years Saw the decimation of 
Am               G       F 
the world in you Messiah complex 
Am               G                  F             Am 
Led a fickle flu to see its antidote and end in you 
G 
But now I'm gonna leave you 

(Refrão) 

( F Am G Dm )