Verso 1 

     
    Em            Edim Em      Edim  Em C   Em   Edim Em 
Mr. Malum's got a sec--ret, he keeps on giv-ing  spee-ches. 

         Em                          F#dim 
Just a whisperinng pre--cision, that cuts through hesitation. 

       G              C                B 
With a sharp and able wit to keep the dogs at bay. 


     Pre-Refrão 

         Am      B          Em                G 
When the truth arrives, you wont believe your eyes. 

     Am             G         Am              B7 
He's triumph's pessimist, but he's no less content. 


    

[Refrão]

         G             Am 
With the wo-rld in the grip of his hands, 

                Em              Cm 
He'll crush the air out of it's lungs.  


              G           Am 
Say we don't want him to have it all, 

             Em                C 
But now it's just too late to ask, 

            D                  B 
Because his hold has turned so tight. 

       
     Verso 2 

    Em             Edim Em      Edim  Em C    Em  Edim  Em 
His puppets to the left and his pawns to line the right, 

          Em               Edim Em     F#dim 
But every eye is front and cen--ter, a cruel intoxication, 

         G                 C                 B 
From the sap that trickles down his branches to their mouths. 


     Pre-Refrão 

         Am      B          Em                G 
When the truth arrives, you wont believe your eyes. 

  Am      G             Am           B 
A vicious champion, but he's no less content. 




[Refrão]
    

         G             Am 
With the wo-rld in the grip of his hands, 

                Em              Cm 
He'll crush the air out of it's lungs.  


              G           Am 
Say we don't want him to have it all, 

             Em                C 
But now it's just too late to ask, 

            D                  B 
Because his hold has turned so tight. 



     BRIDGE 

    Em                                  C 
The air we're barely breathings not enough, 

                D                      B7 
And this final gasp that rattles us to bed, 

         Em                             C                   
The last thing that we will see, is Mr. Malum. 


            G 
Tighten his tie, 

                     C 
When he slips on his suit,  

          G 
A link to cuff, 

                       Cm 
And the shine of his shoes. 

              D                                   B 
But when the truth arrived, you didn't trust your eyes. 



     SOLO/Refrão:

G       Am   
    
Em      Cm 

              G           Am 
Say we don't want him to have it all, 

             Em                C 
But now it's just too late to ask, 


     OUTRO 
             G                       C 
You had your chance, but you turned away again. 
             G                       C 
You had your chance, but you turned away again. 
             G                           Cm         Cm6   
You had your chance, but you turned your eyes away again.