E|--------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
D|--6--4---11---9---2--(2)--7--9--|
A|--x--x----x---x---x---4---x--x--|
E|--5--5---10--10---2---2---7--7--|

(chorus)

E|-(5)----(2)------2--------------|
B|--5------2-------2-----2--------|
G|--6(h9)--4(h6)---2h4---2--------|
D|-(7)-----(4)-----------2h4------|
A|--------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------|

You can just play Amaj7, Dmaj7, F#m, and Bm7 
(minding the importance of the fretting of the second string 
on the 10th fret in the Bm7, as show below); 
to do a hybrid between this and Kevin's, 
use the transitory chords in parentheses.

E|--------------9--(9)--7--(7)----|
B|--2-(2)-7-(0)-10-(10)-10-(7)----|
G|--1-(1)-6-(6)-11-(9)--7--(7)----|
D|--2-(4)-7-(7)-11-(11)-7--(9)----|
A|--0-(0)-5-(5)-9--(9)--9--(9)----|
E|-----------------(9)--7--(7)----|

This is the chorus melody:

E|-----------------------0--------|
B|---------------------2----0-2---|
G|--2-2--2-2--4-2-4------------2--|
D|--------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------|

E|---------------------------------------------------------------0-----------|
B|----------------------------------------------------------0-2----0-2-------|
G|--2-2-2-2s4-4--2-2------------------2--------2----2-2-------------2--------|
D|---------------------4-2--------2h4-----2h4--------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|


Amaj7
Your skin's in my mouth
Dmaj7
But I'm thinking about
F#m
thousands of things
Bm7
That don't got your name
Amaj7
So I'm distant and weird
Dmaj7
We stop and you're all ears
F#m
But how can I say
Bm7                               Dmaj7
I've just been thinking that it's harder every year
                        A
To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear
                      Dmaj7
The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand
                            A
The proof that piles in my trashcan
                                      Dmaj7
While the skin on my hands is looking older every day
                                  A
The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face
                                 Dmaj7
The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart
                             A
But I'm to blame for all the bad parts
They're the choices I've made (hey hey)

Amaj7  Dmaj7
F#m
Bm7
That's why I turn my face away

Amaj7  Dmaj7
F#m  Bm7

Amaj7
I watch the debates
Dmaj7
Till I can't see straight
F#m
Take abortion away
Bm7
And both sides seem just the same

Amaj7
So I'm not sure why I vote
Dmaj7
'Cause I just don't know
F#m          F#m7
What difference it makes
Bm7                       Dmaj7
It seems to me we get the same shit from them both
                                A
Reforms don't work I think it's time we tried revolt
                            Dmaj7
But I don't got the guts to jump up and go first
                            A
So I'll just shout until my throat hurts
                                   Dmaj7
And I curse and I curse at what we fucked up in Iraq
                                 A
You say "Support the troops!"  I do, I want them all brought back
                       Dmaj7
And every building you bombed raised from the ground
                              A
And blow your contractors the fuck out
                         Dmaj7
And if you really go and reinstate the draft
                                  A
Just straight away just split the country straight in half
                   Dmaj7
Try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back
                          A
I'll be returning mine in no time flat

D
No time flat
F#m
No time flat
Bm
No time flat
C#m   D    E
(yeah yeah yeah)
(ba da ba)

Amaj7  Dmaj7
F#m  Bm7
x2

Amaj7
In a sense we're the same
Dmaj7
Struggling to save face
F#m
A question of scope
Bm7
How far you're willing to go
Amaj7
To make rights of your wrongs
Dmaj7
Despite the risk involved
F#m                Bm7
A question of faith...

                             D
'Cause if we wait until we've all been burned to ash
                            A
To tell the truth about the shit buried in our past
                           D
We'll split a taxi to that fire pit way down south
                              A
So let's rise up and open our mouths
                                Dmaj7
'Cause you remind me that it's harder every year
                        A
To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear
                      Dmaj7
The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand
                           A
The proof that piles in my trashcan
                         Dmaj7
And if you really go and reinstate the draft
                                    A
You'll straight away just split the country straight in half
                      Dmaj7
So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back
                          A  A    A
I'll be returning mine in no time flat