Intro: A Bm A Bm A Bm 


[Verso 1]

A    Bm    A   Bm                  A 
Some folks got the patience of the angels 
Bm         E                         Bm          A Bm A 
Not me, my heart, well it yearns for vengeance 
Bm                                   A 
When I leave their place, I'm gonna leave it smoking 
Bm 
Hearts to be healed and their ribs to be broken 
Bm                            A 
Hearts to be healed and their ribs to be broken 
Bm                              Gbm 
When I leave their place, I'm bound to leave it smoking 
Bm                  Gbm           Bm 
Gas to the floor, I see no moving ground 
Bm                  D 
Park brake holds me down 
Bm                                Gbm 
Release and I'm halfway across my town 


[Refrão]

Bm               Gbm       Dbm 
Eat red lights, chew tram tracks 
Bm               Gbm 
Stole my morals, I don't need them back 
Bm                        A 
Now they got a stand in a problem museum 
Bm                 Gbm                                       Bm 
Evening is dull, stick a toothpick in their skull when I see them 
Bm         D   G       E7      Gb   Bm 
Don't know,    maybe I did not undergo 
Bm             D 
What I think I did 
Gb             Bm 
I've been an idiot 
Bm          D                       G 
But no one saw a fucking thing that night 
G                  E7        Gbm       Bm 
I drove away scott free back home that night 
Bm          D 
I gave my forehead a wipe 
G                E  Gbm                  Bm 
And at any rate, I just felt great about it 


[Verso 2]

Bm    Gbm 
Shit, petrol is low 
Gbm                      Bm                Dbm   Bm 
Still not as low as that woman expects for me to go 
Gbm  Bm                  Bm   Bm 
Well I'll go a heck of a lot lower 
Gbm              Bm 
When this is all done 
Gb7 
It'll all be over 


[Refrão]

Bm               Gbm       Dbm 
Eat red lights, chew tram tracks 
Bm               Gbm 
Stole my morals, I don't need them back 
Bm                        A 
Now they got a stand in a problem museum 
Bm                  Gbm                                       Bm 
Evening is dull, stick a toothpick in their skull when I see them 
Bm         D   G       E7      Gb   Bm 
Don't know,    maybe I did not undergo 
Bm      Gbm    D 
What I think I did 
Gb             Bm 
I've been an idiot 
Bm          D                       G 
But no one saw a fucking thing that night 
G                  E7        Gbm       Bm 
I drove away scott free back home that night 
Bm          D 
I gave my forehead a wipe 
G                E  Gbm                  Bm 
And at any rate, I just felt great about it 


[Verso 3]

Bm                  A 
Strong words softly spoken 
A                        Bm 
Stayed strong with their grins 
Bm          A           Bm 
Each to his own in five miles 
Bm      Gbm             Bm      Gb 
And one uppercut to the chin 


[Ponte]

Bm            Gbm A Bm 
To the chin 
Bm                        Bm/Ab 
You better watch what you say 
Bm                             A 
You better watch what you say 
Bm                         Gbm 
You shouldn't have crossed me 
Gbm                        Bm 
You shouldn't have crossed me 
Gb  Bm  Gb7 Bm 

Outro 
Bm    D     G       Gbm          Bm 
Don't know, maybe I did not undergo 
Bm     D        G       E Gbm 
What I think I did, and I feel bad about 
Bm 
Myself and the eye of the law 
G                  E Gbm Bm 
Looks upon me like I am  flawed 
Bm  D  G  E 
Why? 
Gb  Bm     Gbm Bm G7 Bm Gb7 Bm 
Because...