Ive got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth(Chords)

	        
ocultar tablatura
Tuning:Standard 
 
   C  F7 C7 G6 
e|-0--0--0--0-| 
B|-1--1--1--0-| 
G|-0--2--0--0-| 
D|-2--3--0--0-| 
A|-3--3--2--2-| 
E|-x--x--3--3-| 
 
Intro: C, C7, C, C7 
C7                C               F7            C 
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of 'best friends'  
C         F7       C7             G6 
We're the kids who feel like dead ends 
C                F7           C                 F7 
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses 
C               F7               C7        G6 
took a shot and didn't even come close  
C            F7       C7 
At trust and love and hope 
        C         F7   C               C7 
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it  
    Riff                 C7 
and never had it at all   
        C                 F7 
And the record won't stop skipping 
        C                    F7 
And the lies just won't stop slipping 
    C               F7             C7        G6 
And besides my reputation's on the line  
       C               F7           
We can fake it for the airwaves   
          C             F7          
Force our smiles, baby, half dead  
     C         F7        C7       G6               Riff   C7 
From comparing myself to everyone else around me  
               C             F7                   C          F7 
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense 
      C    F7      C7          G6 
Blame everyone but me for this mess 
       C             F7       C               F7 
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart  
   C     F7        C7       G6 
We never seemed so far  
    C          F7                        C        C7 
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough   
       Riff                   C7 
But we never had it at all 
        C                 F7 
And the record won't stop skipping   
        C                    F7 
And the lies just won't stop slipping   
    C               F7             C7        G6 
And besides my reputation's on the line   
       C               F7 
We can fake it for the airwaves  
          C             F7 
Force our smiles, baby, half dead   
        C         F7     C7       G6            C      F7 
From comparing myself to everyone else around me  
C7       G6            C      F7 
everyone else around me  
C7       G6            C      F7 
everyone else around me  
C7       G6            C      F7       C7 
everyone else around me  
 
End on C 

	        

Written by Fall Out Boy/Andrew Hurley/Patrick Stump/Joe Trohman/Pete Wentz