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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] C Dm F x2 [Verse]
C I'm not Gworking on a Dmlist of who's naughty or Fnice The revolCutioner, the insurrGectioner, the collaDmpser, whatever you call it, isn'tF Santa Claus. C There's no Ggift stackin up for the Dmrighteous, and the Fwicked have enough Ccoal. Hell it's Gmaking them richDm! Where the fuck have you Fbeen?
C I don't cGome to speak in tDmerms of effectiveFness or efficieCncy, Any gGoals worth having no Dmone is sure how to Fachieve. C There's not enough Gwindows in the worDmld to smash and cFhange the world But Cmaybe one would be jGust enough to take Dmback a little digniFty.
[Chorus]
I don't Cknow, hell I don't kDmnow, Fhow to do this right. C I'll turn thirty snapping sGtrings like I never Amheld a guitar in myF life. I don't Cknow, no I don't Dmknow, Fif it's wrong or right, C I could leave behind Geveryone I Amloved to just drive all Fnight.
[Instrumental] C Dm F x2 [Verse]
C And I stGayed awake all nDmight listing every sFingle mess we're Cin. Sometimes I Gcan't see a damn thing in this wDmorld but a razor wFire, C And if sGinging changed a tDmhing they'd make iFt illegal. C Sometimes I don't Gwant to breatheDm anything but Ffire.
C AnyGone can break a Dmwindow, can you rFeplace one? C Motherfucker I'm Gnot all talk, just 9Dm5 percFent. C There's not enough spGray paint in the woDmrld to list all our grFievances. CMaybe I can wGrite just one on the wDmalk to pay the rFent.
[Chorus]
I don't Cknow, no I don't Dmknow, Fhow to do this right. C I'll turn thirty snapping the sGtrings like I never hAmeld a guitar in myF life. I don't Cknow, no I don't Dmknow, Fif it's wrong or right, C I could leave behind Geverything I Amknow and just drive all Fnight.
[Outro] C Dm F x2