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