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If This Tour Doesn't Kill You, I Will

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Tom: F#

[Primeira Parte]

G                     Am                  C
If this tour doesn't kill you then I will
                                  G
I hate your guts and it makes me ill
             Am         C     G
Seeing your face every morning
          Am                   C
One more month and twenty-two days
C                                    
If this tour doesn't kill you, I may
G                  Am                      
Counting down the miles
                    C
‘Til we leave the state
C                                         
I'm counting down the minutes
             Am  C
'Til I can erase
             G
Every memory of you
Am           C               G
For a second, let's be honest
                                          D
Nothing will clean your filthy conscience
               Bm          Em
Everything you do makes me wanna vomit
             Am                     C              G
And if this tour doesn't kill you, buddy, I'm on it

( C  G  Bm  Am  G )
( C  G  Bm  Am  G )
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( C  G  Bm  Am  G )
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( C  G  Bm  Am  G ) 
( C  G  Em )

[Refrão]

Em        D                 
Why can't we just get along?

( G  Em  C  Bm )

          D                 
Why can't we just get along?

( G  Em  C  Bm )

          D                 
Why can't we just get along?

( G  Em  C  Bm )

          D                 G
Why can't we just get along?

[Segunda Parte]

    Em               C   Bm
You think you're so original
          D
Why can't we just get along?
        Em             C   Bm
I can't wait for your funeral
           D                  C
Why can't we just get along?
                     D                             
Don't wish you were dead
                          G
I wish you'd never been born at all
            C                   Am
Why can't everybody just chill?
                   D                 G
I'm trying not to let you get in my head
                       C               Am
But every line, every goddamn syllable
          Bm           Em                 
That you say makes me
 Em                 C
Wanna gouge out my eyes with a power drill

[Refrão Final]

Am                    C
If this tour doesn't kill you
Am                    C
If this tour doesn't kill you
Am                    C
If this tour doesn't kill you, then I will