Dresden Dolls - Thirty whacks

^Am Thirty licks with a b^Felt; same old tricks on mys^Celf. And I wonder: Does ^Dmeveryone else live this way? ^Am A succession of t^Fests, a triumphant succ^Cess, Each time I'm still int^Dmact, at the end of the day.

^Am Thirty drops in a gl^Fass, keep my temper and p^Cass With my breath held. You b^Dmastards, you've lucked out again! ^Am It's not really so b^Fad. There's still mom, there's still D^Camage to do before t^Dmhey wrest the axe from my hands.

^Am It's no mystery: y^Fou should obviously g^Co, Bef^Dmore I break everything. ^Am You're always telling me^F that you're dying to kn^Cow; But you're ^Dmnot really listening.

H^Fow do I manage to st^Amation myself in harm's^E way, And only get hit with a t^Ficket for loitering T^Amhat I have no way to p^Eay? And no strength to argue. My p^Fersonal demons can sc^Amheme with professional^E care...

^FIf I could shut them out j^Amust for a second, I^E swear:

^Am Thirty day guarant^Fee, But they can't have meant ^Cme. After all, I was b^Dmorn to a child-proof world. ^Am No sharp corners, or gl^Fass, Small objects, or pl^Castic bags. Please, these are d^Dmeath to a delicate girl.

^Am It's no mystery - y^Fou should obviously kn^Cow That I^Dm'll destroy everything. ^Am So don't go telling me^F that you're dying to kn^Cow 'Cause you’l^Dml get what you're asking for.

A^Fnd I still manage to st^Amation myself in harm's^E way, And only get hit with a t^Ficket for loitering, St^Amating I came the wrong^E day. N^Fow all the demons are scr^Ameaming, their wages aren't^E fair.

^FIf I could shut them up j^Amust for a second, I sw^Eear: It'll look like an accident.

^{Am F C Dm} I could be decent yet! ^{Am F C Dm} Be magnificent!

^{Am F C Dm} I could be president...