Intro
Am C G F (x4)
[Verse 1]
Am C G F
cold fire tonight and head slow
Am C G F
ironed eyes and lead to hide the gallows
Am C G F
the crowd’s stoned out on
Am C G F
bottles in the back and the red rope
Am C G F
bottles in the back and the red rope
[Chorus]
Am C G F
I-ii-iiii shot him down
Am C G F
two knocks at the door and he hit the ground
Am C G F
one last breath, well i suppose
Am C G F
and the beat goes (x4)
[Interlude]
Am C G F (x2)
[Verse 2]
Am C G F
on broken strangers filled with blind hope
Am C G F
perched the thing with feathers made of red smoke
Am C G F
as the sun bleeds down on
Am C G F
all the tangled rivers and the loaded guns
Am C G F
all the tangled rivers and the loaded guns
[Chorus]
Am C G F
I-ii-iiii shot him down
Am C G F
two knocks at the door and he hit the ground
Am C G F
one last breath, well i suppose
Am C G F
and the beat goes (x3)
[Interlude]
Am C G F (x2)
[Verse 3]
Am C G F
the sun goes black as the cello plays
Am C G F
the kind of cinematic swell that makes the critics say
Am C G F
if only-yyy we had made
Am C G F
something out of nothing before a quiet grave
Am C G F
something out of nothing before a quiet grave
[Chorus]
Am C G F
I-ii-iiii shot him down
Am C G F
two knocks at the door and he hit the ground
Am C G F
one last breath, well i suppose
Am C G F
and the beat goes (x4) (fading) (end on the G)