Tom: Am Am7 C9 E7 I can't open up to you F Am7 Me and my friends are lonely C9 E7 I don't know what to do F Am7 C9 E7 F I always figured I'd be the one to die alone [Primeira Parte] Am7 C9 I cope smothered in smoke E7 F Deep high, drape my soul in Am7 C9 I know things that you don't E7 F I've met murdering folk Am7 C9 And they took one of our own E7 F They took our innocent home Hook Am7 C9 E7 So I can't open up to you F Am7 Me and my friends are lonely C9 E7 I don't know what to do F Am7 C9 E7 F I always figured I'd be the one to die alone [Segunda Parte] Am7 C9 So is there any lesson in confessing that you posted up E7 F Like Jesus on the corner selling baggies full of blessing? Am7 C Is it stressing all the things that you have morally accepted? E7 F Is it vexing wearing clothes that you have bled in? [Terceira Parte] Am7 C9 Picture perfect victim, overwhelmed and so sadistic E7 F I was looking for a purpose, what a chance you had some with you Am7 C9 On the street when I forgot, the city breathes when I do not E7 F If I leave it does not stop here, no Am7 C9 E7 F So is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay? Am7 C9 E7 F Oh is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay? Hook Am7 C9 E7 So I can't open up to you F Am7 Me and my friends are lonely C9 E7 I don't know what to do F Am7 C9 E7 F I always figured I'd be the one to die alone Am7 C9 E7 F I always figured I'd be the one to die alone Am7 C9 E7 F I always figured that I'd be the one to die alone?