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