Tom: Fm
Db
Skate boards and fothy bottles
Gb
brass knuckles and monte carlos
Bb
waiting at the pay phone
Ab Db Db C Bb Gb
for drugs that will never come
Db
so broke so poor so we live for
Gb
everything they couldnt take
Gb
waxed curbs and them slayer tapes
Bb
spray cans in freight yards
Ab Db
handcuffed in cops cars
Gb Bb
found out on are own by burning bridges breaking bones
Ab
by breaking bones
[Chorus]
Db Gb
From the cradle to are graves
Eb
not the one you try to save
Ab Db
with feeble convictions
Gb
been out here on are own
Eb
adift but not alone
Ab
we got are reasons
[Verse 2]
Db
i was there
Gb
you tried to find me
Bb
my knife protected all of us
Ab Db
our lifes were one and the same but what about you
Gb
did you prove what you wanted to
Bb Ab
are you still clinging to the one thing you found to be true
Ab Gb Bb
Ab Gb Db
Ab Gb Bb
Ab
[Chorus]
Db Gb
From the cradle to are graves
Ab Db
not the one you try to save
Ab Db
with feeble convictions
Gb
been out here on are own
Eb
adift but not alone
Ab Gb
we got are reasons
Ab Db
From the cradle to are graves
Bb Gb
not the ones to try and save
Ab Gb F Eb Db
not the ones to try and save
Bb Ab Gb
