Key: Bm
Bm
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge?
A#m
Bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
Bm
Red for the cancer, Red for the wealthy,
A#m
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide
Everything red.
Bm
Please won't you push me for the last time,
A
Let's scream until there's nothing left,
Bm
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.
G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
Em
You want a martyr, I'll be one
A
Bm
Because enough's enough, we're done.
G
You told me think about it, well, I did
Em
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F#
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
Bm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Bm
The thing I think I love will surely bring me pain
A#m
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Bm
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
A
Bm
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.
A
Until there's nothing left,
Bm
So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore.
G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
Em
You want a martyr, I'll be one
A
Bm
Because enough's enough, we're done.
G
You told me think about it, well, I did
Em
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F#
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
Bm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
G
Imagine living like a king someday,
Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
F#
And when the bass shakes the earth underground,
Bm
We'll start a new revolution, now
Bm
Hail Mary, forgive me,
A#m
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Bm
A#m
Come at me, now this is war
(fuck with this new beat)
Bm
A#m
Bm
A#m
OH the bridge comes in, but make sure each chord
gets only four beats before going back in
Bm
Now, Terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
A#m
Born in this world without a voice or a say
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
Bm
I know you well but this ain't a game
Blow the smoke in a diamond shape
A#m
F#
Bm
Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace
Bm
(five G
(five
You told me think about it, well I did
Em
(five
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F#
(five
I'm, tired of begging for the things that I want
Bm
I'm oversleeping like a dog on the floor
Bm
G
Imagine living like a king someday
Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
F#
We are the shadows screaming take us now
Bm
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground
(shit)