Alcohol And Altar Boys

F#m A There's a voice in my head D E telling me why I should hate F#m A D E you But I hate myself instead F#m A There's a pair of dead eyes D E in the mirror looking back F#m A at me I guess its wrong D E D E to live life so lifelessly F#m E/G# Scars are tearing open A D along my palms and knees F#m E I guess thats what I Bm D should get for crawling back F#m at your feet And now E/G# A I'm feeling so down that D there's no God above F#m E Bm And No mercy for a soul D F#m A D F#m A D that's just way too fucked up F#m There's a pain in my A D chest growing stronger E with every heartbeat F#m A Now there's nothing D E F#m left of me but empty A D bottles of pills E and Bacardi. Yes F#m I guess it is A D E wrong to live right F#m E/G# Scars are tearing open A D along my palms and knees F#m E I guess thats what I Bm D should get for crawling back F#m at your feet And now E/G# A I'm feeling so down that D there's no God above F#m A Bm D And No mercy for a soul F#m E F#m D A/C# A-Bm A C#-- 4x D F#m Leave me A C# here to die D E Leave me F#m Bm C# here to die F#m E/G# Scars are tearing open A D along my palms and knees F#m E I guess thats what I Bm D should get for crawling back F#m at your feet And now E/G# A I'm feeling so down that D there's no God above F#m E Bm And No mercy for a soul D F#m E F#m(hold) that's just way too fucked up