Goto Hell

Am C F Em See your friends all go to hell F But they were asking for it Am C F Em It’s not what lasts, it’s just what sells F No matter just how boring You’re suited up and fastened down Calling in your favors I was sent to bring you home But I came back without you D You’re not looking for it now F You’re not looking for it G C See how the light chokes out Em F Someday you’ll thank me for this In this state it all makes sense When you reach your threshold Been talking to the same machine Waiting for your mission G C See how the light chokes out Em F Someday you’ll thank me for this D Someday you’ll thank me for this F Someday you’ll thank me for this See your friends all go to hell But they were asking for it I was sent to bring you home But I came back without you