Tom: F#
Riff 1
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Riff 1 B C#sus2
Walking away.
F#6
It's not the same as running.
C#6 F#sus B C#sus2 F#6 C#6 Riff 1
Is it to you know that you've run in this ground.
B C#sus2
And you say take this.
F#6 C#6 F#sus B
This medicine is just what you deserve.
C#6 F#6
Swallow, choke, and die.
Chorus:
F#
And this bitter pill is leaving you
C#sus/F#
with such an angry mouth.
D#m
One that's void of all discretion
C#7
such an awful tearing sound.
F# C#sus/F#
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare
G#m7 C#7
glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair
G#m7 C#7 F#6 Riff 1
is never wearing out.
B C#sus2
It's wearing off
F#6 C#6 F#sus B
and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart
C#sus2 F#6 C#6 Riff 1
and a head to match.
B C#sus2
The bottle is waiting
F# C#6 F#sus B
the cap is twisted begging to be used
C#sus2 F#6
and so are you.
Chorus
