Tom: Gm
Am Am/G Am
I got a secret, what I’ve done ain’t right
Dm Am
I got a secret, what I’ve done ain’t right
E
The blame comes and goes
Am
Eating at my soul, where was my mind?
Am Am/G Am
There was a snake charmer, calling out my name
Dm Am
There was a snake charmer, calling out my name
E
For my darkest thoughts
Am
A couple bourbon shots, and I was game
Am
It is a comfort, veiling out the guilt
Dm Am
But when the devil comes, our peace it jilts
E
I check both sides of streets
Am
But my conscious' flees, God, help me see
