Tom: C
C G Am F
I eat cigarettes for breakfast, and coffee for lunch.
C G Am F
For dinner I lay in the dirt and wait for the end times to come.
C G Am F
I wish I could tell you the truth, but when I do it comes out sounding stupid.
C G Am Am
But meet me at four in the morning, and see for yourself.
C G Am F
Sunrise, sunset, that's all I really gotta know.
C G Am F
The rest is a prison that I build for myself.
C G Am F
On my worst nights, I'd still burn down the city just for a peaceful night's rest.
C G Am Am (muted strumming)
But here in your arms, my darling, I think that can wait, or I hope it can.
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C G Am F
We murdered a chicken for breakfast, and ate it for lunch.
C G Am F
She was beautiful, she was scrappy, she was as mean as they come.
C G Am F
And I told her on the way to the chopping block: "Chaos reigns over us all.
C G Am Am
One day I'll be worm food, but Jenny, first it's your turn."
C G Am F
There's sunrise, and sunset, and then there's the day that I die.
C G Am F
All the rest is a prison, or else it's a lie.
C G Am F
At my worst times, I'd still murder a traffic cop to get out of a ticket.
C G Am Am
But here in your arms, my darling, police don't exist, or I hope they
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doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon't. I hope they
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doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon't. I hope they
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doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon't. I hope they don't.
