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Intro: D Bm G A
D
Well I was there on the day they sold the cars for the Queen,
Bm
And when the lights all went out we watched our lives on the screen.
G A
I hate the ending myself, but it started with an all right scene.
D
It was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing.
Bm
It was a lie when they smiled and said ?you won't feel a thing.?
G A A7 A#º
And as we ran from the cops, we laughed too hard, it would sting.
Bm Em
If I'm so wrong {so wrong, so wrong}
A D D/C#
How can you listen all night long? {night long, night long}
Bm G
And will it matter after I'm gone?
A A/B A/C# A/D A/E
Because you never learned a God damned thing.
D
Your just a sad song with nothin' to say
Bm
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
G
Well, if you think that I'm wrong,
A
This never meant nothing to you.
D
I spent my high school career spit on and shoved to agree,
Bm
So I can watch all my heroes sell a car on TV.
G A
We got the young guillotine, we'll show 'em what we all mean.
Bm Em
If I'm so wrong {so wrong, so wrong}
A D D/C#
How can you listen all night long? {night long, night long}
Bm G
Now will it matter after I'm gone?
A A/B A/C# A/D A/E
Because you never learned a God damned thing.
D
Your just a sad song with nothin' to say
Bm
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
G
Well, if you think that I'm wrong
A
This never meant nothing to you.
D Bb
So go, go away,
D Bb
Just go, run away
D
Where did you run to?
D/C# Bm
Where did you hide?
A G
We'll find another way.
A
Today.
D Bm G A
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah.
(REPETE 2 VEZES)
D
Your just a sad song with nothin' to say
Bm
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
G
Well if you think that I'm wrong,
A
This never meant nothing to you.
Come on.
D Bm G A D
At all, At all, At all, At all.
Written by Bob Bryar, Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Michael Way, Ray Toro