Intro
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[Verse 1]
D#m G#m
Was that somebody's scream, It wasn't me for sure
D Bm
I lift my head up from uneasy pillows, Put my feet on the floor
F#m Bm
I Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head for the door
[Verse 2]
D#m G#m
Outside on the pavement, The dark makes no noise
D Bm
I can feel the sweat on my lips leaking into my mouth
F#m Bm D#m
I'm heading out for the steep hills, They're leaving me no choice
[Chorus]
G#m B F# C#m E B F# C#m
And see...as our lives are in the making
G#m B F# C#m E B F#
We believe through the lies and the hating
C#m G#m B C#m
That love goes free
[Verse 3]
D#m G#m
For want of an option I run the wind 'round
D Bm
I dream pictures of houses burning never knowing nothing else to do
A E Bm
With death comes the morning unannounced and new
[Verse 4]
D#m G#m
Was it too much to ask for to pull a little weight
D Bm
They forgive everything but greatness, These are scoundrel days
F#m Bm D#m
And I'm close to calling out their names as pride hits my face
[Chorus]
G#m B F# C#m E B F# C#m
And see...as our lives are in the making
G#m B F# C#m E B F#
We believe through the lies and the hating
C#m Bm A G#m G Bm A G#m G
That love goes free through scoundrel days
[Instrumental]
Bm A G#m G (2x)
[Verse 5]
D#m G#m
I reach the edge of town, I've got blood in my hair
D Bm
Their hands touch my body from everywhere
F#m Bm D#m
But I know that I've made it as I run into the air
[Chorus]
G#m B F# C#m E B F# C#m
And see...as our lives are in the making
G#m B F# C#m E B F#
We believe through the lies and the hating
C#m G#m B F# C#m E B F# C#m B
That love goes free Through scoundrel days