| Bm | D | A | Asus4 | A | | No one knows what it’s | like, to be the | bad man | | |
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| G9 | G | Bm | Esus2 | To be the | sad man, | behind | blue | eyes |
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| Bm | D | A | Asus4 | A | | No one knows what it’s | like to be | hated | | |
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| G9 | G | Bm | Esus2 | To be | fat | ed, to telling on | ly | lies |
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| | G | A | D | G | D | | But my | dre | ams, they aren’t as | empty, | | |
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| | G | A | B | Bsus4 | B | | As my | conscience | seems to | be | | |
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| | F#m | G | | I have | hours, only | lonely |
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| | A | Asus4 | A | Esus2 | | My love is | vengeance | | that’s never | free |
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| Bm | D | A | Asus4 | A | | No one knows what it’s | like to feel these | feelings | | |
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| G9 | G | Bm | Esus2 | Like I | do, | and I | blame | you |
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| Bm | D | A | Asus4 | A | | No one bites back as | hard on their | anger | | |
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| G9 | G | Bm | Esus2 | None of | my pain and | woe, can | show | through |
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| | G | A | D | G | D | | But my | dre | ams, they aren’t as | empty, | | |
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| | G | A | B | Bsus4 | B | | As my | conscience | seems to | be | | |
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| | F#m | G | | I have | hours, only | lonely |
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| | A | Asus4 | A | Esus2 | | My love is | vengeance | | that’s never | free |
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| B | F#m | E | B | | When my | fist clenches | crack it | open |
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| F#m | D | A | Before I | use it and | lose my | cool |
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| F#m | E | A | When I | smile | tell me some | bad news |
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| F#m | E | B | F#m | E | B | Before I | laugh and | act like a | fool | | | |
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| B | F#m | E | B | | And if I | swallow | anything | evil |
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| F#m | E | A | Put your | finger | down my | throat |
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| F#m | E | A | If I | shiver please | give me a | blanket |
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| F#m | E | B | F#m | E | B | F#m | E | Keep me | warm let me | wear your | coat | | | | | |
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| F# | E | D | A | F# | E | D | A | F# | E | D | A | F# | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
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| Bm | D | A | Asus4 | A | | No one knows what it’s | like, to be the | bad man | | |
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| G9 | G | Bm | Esus2 | To be the | sad | man, behind | blue | eyes |
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