The Devil Makes Three - Chained to the couch

Well it’s ^Ahot like ouch and I’m ^Amchained to the couch And my ^Fbrain spits bad i^Edeas out of my mouth Like a ^Athousand words ^Amcircuits burst ^Fcrowd screaming hear^E comes the hearse And I’m ^Ajumping now ^Amout of my chest as the ^Fcrowds begin to ^Escream And the ^Awinos wait into the ^Ambar rooms to ^Fdrink away the ^Edreams And I can hear ^Ayears’ worth of ^Amtraffic outside ^Fon that dirty ^Estreet I can see the ^Alights turn from ^Amred to black to ^Fblue to brown to ^Egreen And I’ve been ^Astaring for ^Amso long my ^Feyes begin to ^Ebleed Yes I’ve been ^Astaring for ^Amso long my ^Feyes begin to ^Ebleed

^A When I was a ^Amyoung one they told me I ^Fleft my rights at the ^Edoor and ^A As I grow ^Amolder this be^Fcomes true more and ^Emore ^A Now I’m just ^Amstaring ^Fout that open ^Edoor ^AI should be ^Amscreaming but I ^Faint got no ^Etears no^A more^Am I aint ^Fgot no tears aint ^Egot no tears no ^Amore ^Am I aint ^Fgot no tears aint ^Egot no tears no ^Amore ^{Am F E}

^AGuess I lost a few ^Amthings that were ^Fdear to ^Eme Like my ^Aarms and my legs and my ^Ambody and my soul and my ^Fwill to ^Espeak Now there ^Ajust sliding ^Amfast towards that o^Fcean floor ^Ebeneath Trying ^Ato not be pulled ^Amunder by the ^Fwaves and the ^Eweeds ^A Rain on the ^Amroof fit together so ^Fclick like a tailor made ^Esuit It’s like ^Apull aim ^Amclick bang ^Fsoar and shoot ^E And the ^Arain and the wind they ^Amlick my skin till its ^Ffreezing ^Esmooth And they ^Aheal over ^Amyears of a ^Fthousand bloody ^Ewounds Oh yes they ^Aheal over ^Amyears of a ^Fthousand bloody ^Ewounds

^A When I was a ^Amyoung one they told me I ^Fleft my rights at the ^Edoor and ^A As I grow ^Amolder this be^Fcomes true more and ^Emore ^A Now I’m just ^Amstaring ^Fout that open ^Edoor ^AI should be ^Amscreaming but I ^Faint got those ^Etears no ^Amore^Am I aint ^Fgot those tears aint ^Egot those tears no ^Amore ^Am I aint ^Fgot those tears aint ^Egot those tears no ^Amore ^{Am F E}