Panic At The Disco - This Is Gospel - Fall Out Boy - Sugar

D D Em Bm This is gospel for the fallen ones A Locked away in permanent slumber D Em Bm Assembling their philosophies A From pieces of broken memories D G Bm Am I more than you bargained for yet? G D G I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear Bm G 'Cause that's just who I am this week D G Bm Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum G D I'm just a notch in your bedpost G Bm But you're just a line in a song G A Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues G G conspire against the odds F#m D A But they haven't seen the best of us yet If you love me let me- D We're going down, down in an earlier round G And, sugar, we're going down swinging Bm I'll be your number one with a bullet G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it A G D 'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars A Bm A The fear of falling apart G D And truth be told, I never was yours A The fear, the fear of falling apart D We're going down, down in an earlier round G And, sugar, we're going down swinging Bm I'll be your number one with a bullet G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it D Em Bm This is gospel for the vagabonds A Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards D Em Bm Confessing their apostasies A Led away by imperfect impostors D G Bm Is this more than you bargained for yet? G D G Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet Bm G Wishing to be the friction in your jeans D G Bm G Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him? D I'm just a notch in your bedpost G Bm But you're just a line in a song G A Don't try to sleep through the end of the world G G and bury me alive F#m D A 'Cause I won't give up without a fight A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it If you love me let me- D We're going down, down in an earlier round G And, sugar, we're going down swinging Bm I'll be your number one with a bullet G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it A G D 'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars A Bm A The fear of falling apart G D And truth be told, I never was yours A The fear, the fear of falling apart D We're going down, down in an earlier round G And, sugar, we're going down swinging Bm I'll be your number one with a bullet G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it D We're going down, down (down, down) G Down, down (down, down) Bm We're going down, down (down, down) G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it D We're going down, down in an earlier round G And, sugar, we're going down swinging Bm I'll be your number one with a bullet G A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it