F#m
Here we go for the hundredth time, hand grenade pins in every line
E
Throw 'em up and let something shine, going out of my fuckin mind
F#m
Filthy mouth / no excuse, find a new place to hang this news
E
String me up from atop these roofs, knot it tight so i won't get loose
D
Truth is / you can stop and stare
E
Bled myself out and no one cares
F#m
Dug the trench out / laid down there, with a shovel up out of reach somewhere
D
Yeah / someone pour it in
E
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Bm
Say your prayers and stomp it out, when they bring that Chorus in
F#mE (x3)
I bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away
D
Just to throw it away
Bm
Just to throw it away
F#m
I bleed it out
F#m
Choppy words and a sloppy flow,
E
Shotgun opera / lock and load,cock it back and then watch it go
F#m
mama help me / i've been cursed, death is rolling in every VerseE
Candy paint on his brand new hearse,can't contain him / he knows he works
DE
Fuck this hurts / i won't lie / doesn't matter how hard i try
F#m
Half the words don't mean a thing and i know I won't be satisfied
DE
so why try ignoring him, make it a dirt dance floor again
Bm
say your prayers and stomp it out, when they bring that Chorus in
F#mE (x3)
I bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away
D
Just to throw it away
Bm
Just to throw it away
F#m
I bleed it out
Bm
I open up these scars
F#m
I’ll make you face this
Bm
I pull myself apart
F#m
I’ll make you face this
Bm
i open up these scars
F#m
i'll make you face this now
F#m – EF#mE (x3)
I bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away
D
Just to throw it away
Bm
Just to throw it away
F#m
I bleed it out
Outro:
E - -D- Bm (x2)
F#m
I bleed it out
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.