(acoustic)


G                     F#/C# 
Tied down against the tracks 
                    B/F# 
Screamin' in silent black and white 

You trust us 
            Em 
We are such villains 
                       A 
We will tell ourselves anything we want to hear 

If we are willin’ 
G               F#/C# 
To listen is to learn 
                        B/F# 
And too much is what we deserve 
                              Em 
And how come when we say that we do; we don’t 
                        A 
Can pray to anybody you want; we won’t 

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh 
G                                  A 
If were the ones to blame then the fruit 

It shouldn’t taste so good 
        G 
We were used 
                           A 
To think we got nothing to lose 
                                G 
We’re losin’ everything but the truth 
                           A 
Is walkin’ straight into a road block, bendin’ 

Left, it ended 
G                                             A 
Your point of view is chosen by the serpent’s rules