Riff: Am G F C Dm G Am Dm G
Riff
Oh, I'm in a real bad state.
All loaded words and bad aim.
So we're free but tell me, do you miss the birdcage?
Just keep those lashes dry with tinted windows.
I've heard that road to hell in a limousine's alright.
Am C F G F (twice)
Just slow my chest, to a pace I can count with.
C Em
Oh oh, oh oh we're terribly charmed but-
Am G
oh oh, oh oh I was born a shade-off.
C Em Am
Put a circle pit in my chest now.
G
I was born to burn out.
Repeat first part of riff: Am G F
Riff
"Oh now, now don't let death be a pacenote on life."
If I go mad, will you rope me down tight?
I ain't nomadic, just ain't found a bedroom I can call home yet.
But I could be your disaster.
Am C
Turn my ins out.
F G F (twice)
With all the glory and style of Sinatra's "This Town".
C Em
Oh oh, oh oh we're terribly charmed but-
Am G
oh oh, oh oh I was born a shade-off.
C Em Am
Put a circle pit in my chest now.
G
I was born to burn out.
F
So joke it up.
G Am C
I'm two to one against my inner wreck most of the time.
F G
I've been legendarily invisible
Am C
My head's pitch black but on this stage tonight it's torchlit.
Am C F G F (twice)
Just slow my chest, to a pace I can count with.
C Em
Oh oh, oh oh we're terribly charmed but-
Am G
oh oh, oh oh I was born a shade-off.
C Em Am
Put a circle pit in my chest now.
G
I was born to burn out.
C Em Am
G
I was born to burn out x2 from Instrumental C
Am C F G
Just slow my chest, to a pace I can count with.