E           G#m       E          G#m
If you act like I do, and I act like you
      E              G#m           F#
Then we're like two actors whose lines we once knew
       E            G#m      E          G#m
I was something to someone, no one you knew
       E           G#m           F#
I had riddles for days, I could ask you a few
E G#m E G#m
E G#m F#

[Verse 2]
       E            G#m           E          G#m
Oh, we may just go down like they do in the books
         E            G#m            F#
They'll speak of our crimes, they'll call us both crooks
       E           G#m             E             G#m
We'll say that we meant well, but it won't mean much
     E            G#m            F#
We meddled with things that we weren't meant to touch


[Chorus 1]
E     G#m  E      G#m
Who am I? Who Are you?
E       G#m            F#
Who are we to do the things that we do?
       E       G#m             E       G#m
You're awfully mad, and that's easy to see
        E               G#m             F#
You are bad, yes you're bad, but you're better than me
E G#m E G#m
E G#m F#

[Verse 3]
          E           G#m          E         G#m
Oh, I've never known such cold or hostile terrain,
          E          G#m        F#
Your once temperate temper has frozen again.
      E         G#m           E         G#m
When I'm at my worst I'm the best I can be
       E            G#m     F#
I'm a hand with no thumbs I let you slip free


[Chorus 2]
E     G#m  E      G#m
Who am I? Who are they?
E       G#m            F#
Who are we to say the things that we say?
         E        G#m         E         G#m
Are you holy, or heathen? Or just in between?
              E              G#m              F#
Cause you're bad, yes you're bad, but you're better than me


[Bridge]
         E        G#m         E         G#m
Are you holy, or heathen? Or just in between?
              E              G#m              F#
Cause you're bad, yes you're bad, but you're better than me
E G#m E G#m
E G#m F#
E G#m E G#m
E G#m F#

[Verse 4]
     E             G#m              E         G#m
We thought that it might just work out in the end
      E            G#m              F#
With our arms held outstretched, as if we were friends.
         E        G#m         E         G#m
Are you holy, or heathen, or just in between?
             E               G#m              F#
Cause you're bad, yes you're bad, but you're better than me.