[Verse 1]
Am
I'm not above forgiveness
F C Am
But I can tell this ain't working out
Am
And if lies were lead
F C
You'd be gasping for air and violently drowning
[Instrumental]
Am | Am |
[Pre-Chorus]
F C Am
This battlefield is stained with blood
F C
And you look more desperate
[Chorus 1]
G F C G
(It's over-er)
It's over, time's wasted, are we here again?
G F C G
(It's over-er)
How could you believe that we're the same
G F C G
(It's over-er)
Sorry if I bother you, but I want you to know
F
I give my replies in stereo
[Chorus 2]
C
I was laying on the ground, I was looking up
F Am
I was walking on the edge without breaking down
G
But I'm loving the life I live
C
And if there's a chance this ain't working out
F Am
I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound
G
Of broken dreams
F
I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg
[Post-Chorus]
Am F C Am
This battlefield is stained with blood
F C
You look more desperate
[Verse 2]
F
Throw your life away
C G
It's not like you deserve it
F C
Give yourself another day
G
Don't act like you have earned it
F C
Oh, go on and try to live that life
G
It gives me a chance to write a lullaby
F
Hope it helps you sleep at night
[Chorus]
C
I was laying on the ground, I was looking up
F Am
I was walking on the edge without breaking down
G
But I'm loving the life I live
C
And if there's a chance this ain't working out
F Am
I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound
G
Of broken dreams
F
I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg
[Instrumental]
C | F | Am | G |
C | F | Am | G |
C | F | Am | G |
C | C | F | F |
[Chorus]
Am
I was laying on the ground, I was looking up
F C
I was walking on the edge without breaking down
G
But I'm loving the life I live
Am
And if there's a chance this ain't working out
F C
I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound
G
Of broken dreams
F
I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg
[Outro]
Am G
And in the end this battlefield
C F
is stained with bloo--------------ood
(At my very own Gettysburg)
Am G
And in the end this battlefield
C F
is stained with bloo--------------ood
(At my very own Gettysburg)
Am G
And in the end this battlefield
C F
is stained with bloo--------------ood
(At my very own Gettysburg)
Am G F
This battlefield is stained with blood
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