You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

Am                           Dm
In the middle of a gun fight...
                         C
In the center of a restaurant...
                E                     Am
They say, "Come with your arms raised high!"
                               Dm
Well, they're never gonna get me,
                                 C
Like a bullet through a flock of doves...
             E                Am         Dm
To wage this war against your faith in me,
     C           E            Am
Your life...will never be the same.
        Dm                   C              E
On your mother's eyes, say a prayer...say a prayer!


[Chorus]

Am
Now, but I can't
       Dm
And I don't know
                                  C
How we're just two men as God had made us,
                        E
Well, I can't...well, I can!
Am
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Dm
Pain in my heart for your dying wish,
C                    E
I'll kiss your lips again.


[Verse 2]

     Am
They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost,
    Dm                                               C
My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups (in drag)
                           E
But nobody cares if you're losing yourself...am I losing myself?!
      Am
Well, I miss my mom,
Will they give me the chair,
   Dm                                            C
Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare;
                           E
Ah, nobody knows...all the trouble I've seen!


[Chorus]

Am
Now, but I can't
       Dm
And I don't know
                                  C
How we're just two men as God had made us,
                        E
Well, I can't...well, I can!
Am
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Dm
Pain in my heart for your dying wish,
C                    E
I'll kiss your lips again.


Am      Dm
To your room...
          C
What they ask of you
     E                Am       Dm
Will make you want to say, "So long..."
        C
Well, I don't remember,
E              Am
Why remember...YOU?!


Am                                Dm
Do you have the keys to the hotel?!
                                             C      E
'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire! (FID !!)


Am            Dm
Life is but a dream for the dead,
            C
And well I, I won't go down by myself,
                         E
But I'll go down with my friends.
Am          Dm
Now now now now... (I can't explain)
        C
Now now now... (I can't complain)
         E
Now now, yeah!
Am
Now, now, now, now, now, now!