Gm


[Verse]

Gm                      Cm                F                          Gm   
About as subtle as an earthquake I know my mistakes were made for you.
Gm                         Cm                      F                     Gm
And in the back room of a bad dream she came and whisked me away enthused.
Gm                                                Cm
And its as solid as rock rolling down a hill the fact is that it probably 
          F                               Gm
will hit something on the hazardous terrain.
Gm                                                       Cm                
And we´re just following the flock ´round and in between before it smashed to 
                  F                                    D   
smithereens like they were and the scramble from the blame.


[Chorus]

D            Cm                              D                             
And its the fame that put words in her mouth she couldn't help but spit them 
     Cm                         D
out innocentce and arrogantce entwined...
                        Gm 
In the filthiest of minds.


[Verse]


Gm                        Cm              F                    Gm
She was bitten on her birthday and now a face in the crowd shes not.
Gm                     Cm                       F                   D   
And I suspect that now forever the shape shes came to escape is forgot.


[Chorus]

D      Cm                               D                           Cm
And it´s a lot to ask her not to sting and give her less than everything 
                         D
around your crooked conscience she will wind.


[Bridge]

Gm  Am  Dm  G  E

Am                                                           Dm
´Cause were just following the flock ´round and in between before we´re smashed 
                   G                                  E
to smitherines like they were and we scramble from the blame.
E           Dm                                    E
And it´s the fame that put words in her mouth she couldn't help but spit them 
     Dm                                     E
out around your crooked conscience she will wind.


[Chorus]

         Dm                              E
And it´s a lot to ask her not to sting and give her less than everything 
Dm                         E          Am
innocence and arrogance entwined.