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