Scoundrel Days

[Intro]

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[Primeira Parte]

Bm                          Em
  Was that somebody's scream, It wasn't me for sure
Bb                                      Gm
  I lift my head up from uneasy pillows, Put my feet on the floor
Dm                               Gm
  I Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head for the door

[Segunda Parte]

Bm                        Em
  Outside on the pavement, The dark makes no noise
Bb                                Gm
  I can feel the sweat on my lips leaking into my mouth
Dm                                    Gm                       Bm
  I'm heading out for the steep hills, They're leaving me no choice

[Refrão]

    Em G D       Am               C G   D   Am
And see...as our lives are in the making
     Em G D            Am          C  G   D
We believe through the lies and the hating
     Am        Em       G Am
That love goes free

[Terceira Parte]

Bm                     Em
  For want of an option I run the wind 'round
Bb                                         Gm
  I dream pictures of houses burning never knowing nothing else to do
 F                        C    Gm
  With death comes the morning unannounced and new

[Quarta Parte]

Bm                          Em
  Was it too much to ask for to pull a little weight
Bb                                      Gm
  They forgive everything but greatness, These are scoundrel days
 Dm                                       Gm                 Bm
  And I'm close to calling out their names as pride hits my face

[Refrão]

    Em G D       Am               C G   D   Am
And see...as our lives are in the making
     Em G D            Am          C  G   D
We believe through the lies and the hating
     Am        Gm   F   Em        Eb        Gm F Em Eb
That love goes free       through scoundrel days

( Gm  F  Em  Eb )

[Quinta Parte]

Bm                         Em
  I reach the edge of town, I've got blood in my hair
Bb                         Gm
  Their hands touch my body from everywhere
Dm                            Gm                   Bm
  But I know that I've made it as I run into the air

[Refrão]

    Em G D       Am               C G   D   Am
And see...as our lives are in the making
     Em G D            Am          C  G   D
We believe through the lies and the hating
     Am        Em  G   D   Am   C   G   D         Am        G
That love goes free                       Through scoundrel days