Intro
Fm F#m Fm F#m
Fm F# Fm Eb
[Verse]
Fm F#m
You’ve got nothing but a small city,
Fm F#m
Wind up toys got you playing like a big town kid
Fm F#m
Got your knife in your socks and a gun in your belt
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Bullets in your pocket, it’s all gone still
Fm F#m
Nobodies, all gunning for me
Fm F#m
Nobodies, all gunning for me
Fm F#m
Nobodies, all gunning for me
Fm F#m
Nobodies, all gunning for me
[Verse]
Fm F#m
Here they come all gunning like they’re big men
Fm F#m
Not one can stand on his own (Nobodies, all gunning for me)
Fm F#m
Not one can make himself heard
Fm F#m
All babies relying on their big guns (Nobodies, all gunning for me)
[Prechorus]
Eb
Head west hold nothing but your armour
C#
Are you gonna do this right
Fm C# C
Are you going to even try? Or are you...
[Chorus]
Fm A#m
Sold to the man with big ideas
Eb Fm
I’ve got the white things on me
Fm A#m Eb Fm
I hate what you’ve done and I hate how you do it
Fm G# A#m G#
But no-one here can talk, talk you down from this tall tree you’re in
Fm Eb C#
Trouble, and this time it’s not on me
[Verse]
Fm F#m Fm Eb
I’ve seen your ride
Fm F#m Fm Eb
I heard you had a bright idea
Fm F#m Fm Eb Fm F#m Fm Eb
Once you came back maybe you didn’t quite arrive
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Traces of places you’ve been always making a scene
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Too much shouting made me glad that I can’t hear
Fm F#m Fm Eb
Your voice is always raised to meet with me
Fm F#m Fm Eb
Does this pain complete me?
Fm F#m Fm Eb
Nobodies, all gunning for me
Fm F#m Fm Eb
Nobodies, all gunning for me
[Prechorus]
Eb
Head west hold nothing but your armour
C#
Are you gonna do this right
Fm C# C
Are you going to even try? Or are you...
[Chorus]
Fm A#m
Sold to the man with big ideas
Eb Fm
I’ve got the white things on me
Fm A#m Eb Fm
I hate what you’ve done and I hate how you do it
Fm G# A#m G#
But no-one here can talk, talk you down from this tall tree you’re in
Fm Eb C#
Trouble, and this time it’s not on me
[Bridge]
Fm A#m
This one has got a little cheaper
Eb Fm
These lies are all getting steeper
Fm Ab A#m C/C#
I can’t sell that It’s already been owned...
[Chorus]
F#m Bm
Sold to the man with big ideas
E F#m
I’ve got the white things on me
F#m Bm E F#m
I hate what you’ve done and I hate how you do it
F#m A Bm A
But no-one here can talk, talk you down from this tall tree you’re in
F#m E D
Trouble, and this time it’s not on me
[Chorus]
Gm Cm
Sold to the man with big ideas
F Gm
I’ve got the white things on me
Gm Cm F Gm
I hate what you’ve done and I hate how you do it
Gm A# Cm A#
But no-one here can talk, talk you down from this tall tree you’re in
Gm F Eb
Trouble, and this time it’s not on me
Gm F Eb
Trouble, and this time it’s not on me