Tom: F
Dm C G
Evil S I yes to find a shore
C G F
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
Dm C F
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls
Am F
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Dm C G
Was I? I was to lazy to bathe
C G F
Or paint or write or try to make a change
Dm C F
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
Am F
And I don't have to love or think too much
( F/E/F F/E/F E )
A Dm C F A A#
Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
A Dm C F A A#
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
A Dm C F Gm A A# B C Bb Am C#
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
Dm C G
Christ is cursed of faders and maders
C G F
Might even take a knife to split a hair
Dm C F
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Am F
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Dm C G
Every mess invested was a score
C G F
We couldn't use computers anymore
Dm C F
It's difficult to win unless you're bored
Am F
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
( Am F C G F )
( F/E/F F/E/F E/F E/F )
A Dm C F A A#
Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona
A Dm C F A A#
It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
A Dm C F Gm A A# B C
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
Dm C F A A#
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
A Dm C F A A#
My predictions are the only things I have
A Dm C F Gm A A# B C Bb Am Ab C
I can amplify the sound of light and love
C Bb
I'm a curse and i'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
F
There's a reason I don't win
C
I don't know how to begin
