Pete Yorn - Blackies dead

^EDarling, you’re mistaken ^BmI don’t like what’s goi^Dng on ^EBut tell you too much co^Bmnversation won’t get you ^Doff ^EYou said, Blacki^Bme’s dead ^E …Blackie’^Bms dead,” and then run the ot^Dher way

^EI don’t want to tell you that you’re not^Bm there on my li^Dst ^EAnd what’s with all that shit you’re say^Bming; No, you’re not interested ^Din this

^AI’m in love with^E a girl, sees w^Bmhat you are (wh^Dat you are) ^ATell…tell them y^Eou know, tell t^Bmhem your great ^Dbig poem Yeah, al^Aways feel the pressure from home^E

^EDarling, we will visit, you know you don’t feel ^Bmthis way ^{D E}What’s with all that inf^Bmormation, oh, don’t give it awa^Dy You said^E, “Blackie’s dea^Bmd…B^Elackie’s de^Bmad,” and then r^Dun the other way

^AI’m in love with^E a girl, sees w^Bmhat you are (wh^Dat you are) ^ATell…tell them y^Eou know, tell t^Bmhem your great ^Dbig poem

^AI’m in love with^E a girl, sees w^Bmhat you are (wh^Dat you are) ^ATell…tell them y^Eou know, tell t^Bmhem your great ^Dbig poem Yeah, al^Bmways feel the pressure from home^E

^AI’m in love with^E a girl, sees w^Bmhat you are (wh^Dat you are) ^ATell…tell them y^Eou know, tell t^Bmhem your great ^Dbig poem

^AI’m in love with^E a girl, sees w^Bmhat you are (wh^Dat you are) ^ATell…tell them y^Eou know, tell t^Bmhem your great ^Dbig poem Yeah, al^Aways feel the pressure from home^E