Peace - The music was to blame

^AmThere's nothing I can do^G, I guess, to f^Feel less Over the w^Ameather, feet to^Ggether, stuck in the m^Fess M^Amaybe she's blu^Ge, I guess, but i^Ff she left Would there be anything her^Ame? Just a dripping sp^Ghere, a lonely sp^Feck

^FOh no, ^Fmno, if you ^Emkeep on striking ^Ammatches ^Gone day ^FThe splinters in your fingers will ^Gturn around and say

^COh you're ^Eterrible peopl^Ame and now you've got no ^Fcorners left to turn No ^Gmatches left to burn ^CSweet, sweet, t^Eerrible people^Am, you said that when you b^Furned out of your brain The music was to ^Gblame

^AmI'm mad at the ^Gworld today cause she d^Fidn't say stop or ^Amgo or leave me a^Glone I'm not in the ^Fmood

^FOh no, ^Fmno, if you ^Fmkeep on striking ^Ammatches ^Gone day ^FThe splinters in your fingers will ^Gturn around and say

^COh you're ^Eterrible peopl^Ame and now you've got no ^Fcorners left to turn No ^Gmatches left to burn ^CSweet, sweet, t^Eerrible people^Am, you said that when you b^Furned out of your brain The music was to ^Gblame

^FOh no, ^Fmno, if you k^Emeep on marching ^Amtragic ^GIntern^Fational shame T^Ghe stupid were to blame

^FOh no, ^Fmno, if you ^Emkeep on striking ^Ammatches ^Gone day ^FThe splinters in your fingers will ^Gturn around and say

^COh you're ^Eterrible peopl^Ame and now you've got no ^Fcorners left to turn No ^Gmatches left to burn ^CSweet, sweet, t^Eerrible people^Am, I'm saying that when the ^Fworld gets turned to dust The music's gonna ^Gstop