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