Intro:
Guitar 1 (Rhythm)
C x 16,
F x 8,
G x 8
x4
Guitar 2 (Lead)e|--------------------------|B|--------------------------|G|-5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5---|D|--------------------------|A|--------------------------|E|--------------------------|
e|-----5--3-----------5--5-3------------5--3--------3---3-5-----3------|B|-----------5-3--------------5-3-----3-------5-3---3-3-------3---3----|G|---------------5----------------5---------------5-0-------0----------|D|---------------------------------------------------------------------| x2A|---------------------------------------------------------------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
Verse 1:
Guitar 1:
C
Look what you started,
F G
I seem to be coming out of my skin
C
Look what youÂ’ve forgotten here
F G
The bandages just donÂ’t keep me in
C
And when it was over
F G
I woke up alone
C
And when it was over
F G
I woke up alone
Guitar 2: "Started" ... "Coming" ... "Skin" ... "Forgotten" ... "Just" ... "In"e|--8------------8-----8-----------------------8------------8-----8---------|B|--8------------10------10--------------10----8------------10--------------|G|--9------------10----------12-----10h12------9------------10-----10s12-12/|D|--10-----------10----------------------------10-----------10--------------|A|--10-----------8-----------------------------10-----------8---------------|E|--8------------------------------------------8----------------------------|
"Over" "Alone"e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|B|---5--5---5-5---5-5--5-5-55--5--5---5-5---5-5--5-5-55------------|G|-----------------------------------------------------------------|D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| x2A|-----------------------------------------------------------------|E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
Guitar 1, 2:
Am G F C Am G F
And they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive
Am G F C Am G F
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm
Am G F C Am G
I called for my father but my father had died
F G C
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang
Interlude:
Guitar 1
C x 16,
F x 8,
G x 8
e|-----5--3-----------5--5-3------------5--3--------3---3-5-----3------|B|-----------5-3--------------5-3-----3-------5-3---3-3-------3---3----|G|---------------5----------------5---------------5-0-------0----------|D|---------------------------------------------------------------------|A|---------------------------------------------------------------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
Verse 2:
C
Look at the damage,
F G
the fortunes came for the richer men.
C
while weÂ’re left with gallows,
F G
waiting for us liars to come down and hang.
C
And when it was over
F G
I woke up alone
C
And when it was over
F G
I woke up alone
Guitar 2: "Damage" ... "Came" ... "Men" ... "Gallows" ... "Liars" ... "Hang"e|--8------------8-----8-----------------------8------------8-----8---------|B|--8------------10------10--------------10----8------------10--------------|G|--9------------10----------12-----10h12------9------------10-----10s12-12/|D|--10-----------10----------------------------10-----------10--------------|A|--10-----------8-----------------------------10-----------8---------------|E|--8------------------------------------------8----------------------------|
"Over" "Alone"e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|B|---5--5---5-5---5-5--5-5-55--5--5---5-5---5-5--5-5-55------------|G|-----------------------------------------------------------------|D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| x2A|-----------------------------------------------------------------|E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
e|-----5--3-----------5--5-3------------5--3--------3---3-5-----3------|B|-----------5-3--------------5-3-----3-------5-3---3-3-------3---3----|G|---------------5----------------5---------------5-0-------0----------|D|---------------------------------------------------------------------| x2A|---------------------------------------------------------------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
Chorus 2:
Guitar 1,2:
Am G F C Am G F
And they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive
Am G F C Am G F
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm
Am G F C Am G
I called for my father but my father had died
F G C F
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang
Bridge:
Guitar 1:
F
G F
And hereÂ’s where we died that time last year,
G F
And hereÂ’s where the angels and devils meet.
G F
And you can dance with the queen if you need,
G F
And she will always keep your cards
G C
Close to her heart oooh
F G
So close to her heart
C
before they tear you apart
F, G
Guitar 2: ... "died" ... "year" ... "angels"e|--------------------------------------------------------------------|B|--------------------------------------------------------------------|G|-101010101010101012121212121212121010101010101010-------------------|D|-101010101010101012121212121212121010101010101010-------------------| x2A|-8------------------------------------------------10-7--7-7---------|E|------------------------------------------------------------10--8-8-|
e|----------------------------------|B|----------------------------------|G|-10101010101010101212121212121212-|D|-10101010101010101212121212121212-|A|-8--------------------------------|E|----------------------------------|
Chorus 3: The first two lines are a different progression and palm muted
F G Am C
when they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive
F G Am C
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm
Am G F C Am, G, F
And I called for my father but my father had died
Am G F C Am, G
I called for my father but my father had died
F G C
you told us fortunes, in American Slang
At this point guitar 2 plays:e|-----5--3-----------5--5-3---------|B|-----------5-3--------------5-3----|G|---------------5----------------5--|D|-----------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------|E|-----------------------------------|
F G C
You told me fortunes, in American Slang
