INTRO: [Em] (Then the drums crash in and...) [C] [Am]
[C]Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house
Burns on his brain like [Am]Chernobyl
[C]Dean was seen with a two bag purchase he was lying dead on his mother's bed
Someone to pray [Am]for-till I met you
[Dm]Life is like a broken arrow
[F]memory a swingin' door
[Dm]I could be your great misfortune
[F]I can make you happy every day of your lif[C]e
[C] Making my [Am]love [F] like a shining star[C]
Taking my [Am]love [F] just a touch too far[C]
Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice cause love left holes
And four swell kids breaking her heart
I've got windows, I've seen much vice, I've touched down with vermin,
Cowardice, lice,
And I say
Nobody cares what you do
please be yourself to death
I could be your great misfortune
But you'll never find a
bet you'll never find a better man.
[C] Making my [Am]love [F] like a shining star[C]
Taking my [Am]love [F] just a touch too far[C]
Peter met Frank formed a dummy run gang
Worked heist or hit for 10 g's flat
Blew heads outta shape for the name of Trotsky,
Sinn-Fein, Hitler cashdown
No hope heroes cover this page with depts in hell
And fingers in blood
Poor little bodies all covered in scabs
threw it all away
Have a life in the grave
Have a life in the grave
Life is like a broken arrow
memory a swingin' door
I could be your great misfortune
Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life
[C]Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house
Burns on his brain like [Am]Chernobyl
[C]Dean was seen with a two bag purchase he was lying dead on his mother's bed
Someone to pray [Am]for-till I met you
[Dm]Life is like a broken arrow
[F]memory a swingin' door
[Dm]I could be your great misfortune
[F]I can make you happy every day of your lif[C]e
[C] Making my [Am]love [F] like a shining star[C]
Taking my [Am]love [F] just a touch too far[C]
Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice cause love left holes
And four swell kids breaking her heart
I've got windows, I've seen much vice, I've touched down with vermin,
Cowardice, lice,
And I say
Nobody cares what you do
please be yourself to death
I could be your great misfortune
But you'll never find a
bet you'll never find a better man.
[C] Making my [Am]love [F] like a shining star[C]
Taking my [Am]love [F] just a touch too far[C]
Peter met Frank formed a dummy run gang
Worked heist or hit for 10 g's flat
Blew heads outta shape for the name of Trotsky,
Sinn-Fein, Hitler cashdown
No hope heroes cover this page with depts in hell
And fingers in blood
Poor little bodies all covered in scabs
threw it all away
Have a life in the grave
Have a life in the grave
Life is like a broken arrow
memory a swingin' door
I could be your great misfortune
Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life
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