I've Got a Dark Alley And a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth

Tuning:Standard
   C  F7 C7 G6 
e|-0--0--0--0-|  
B|-1--1--1--0-|  
G|-0--2--0--0-|  
D|-2--3--0--0-|  
A|-3--3--2--2-|  
E|-x--x--3--3-|  

Intro: C, C7, C, C7
C7                C               F7            C
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
C         F7       C7             G6
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
C                F7           C                 F7
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
C               F7               C7        G6
took a shot and didn't even come close
C            F7       C7
At trust and love and hope
        C         F7   C               C7
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
    Riff                 C7
and never had it at all
        C                 F7
And the record won't stop skipping
        C                    F7
And the lies just won't stop slipping
    C               F7             C7        G6
And besides my reputation's on the line
       C               F7
We can fake it for the airwaves
          C             F7
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
     C         F7        C7       G6               Riff   C7
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
               C             F7                   C          F7
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
      C    F7      C7          G6
Blame everyone but me for this mess
       C             F7       C               F7
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
   C     F7        C7       G6
We never seemed so far
    C          F7                        C        C7
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough
       Riff                   C7
But we never had it at all
        C                 F7
And the record won't stop skipping
        C                    F7
And the lies just won't stop slipping
    C               F7             C7        G6
And besides my reputation's on the line
       C               F7
We can fake it for the airwaves
          C             F7
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
        C         F7     C7       G6            C      F7
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
C7       G6            C      F7
everyone else around me
C7       G6            C      F7
everyone else around me
C7       G6            C      F7       C7
everyone else around me

End on C