[Intro] Bm E|-----------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------| G|-----11---12-11-----11---12-11-----11-12-| D|-9-9----9-------9-9----9-------9-9-------| A|-----------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------| G|-----11---12-11-----11-------------------| D|-9-9----9-------9-9----------------------| A|-----------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------| [Primera Parte] Bm Em Was that somebody's scream, It wasn't me for sure Bb Gm I lift my head up from uneasy pillows, Put my feet on the floor Dm Gm I Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head for the door [Segunda Parte] Bm Em Outside on the pavement, The dark makes no noise Bb Gm I can feel the sweat on my lips leaking into my mouth Dm Gm Bm I'm heading out for the steep hills, They're leaving me no choice [Estribillo] Em G D Am C G D Am And see...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D We believe through the lies and the hating Am Em G Am That love goes free [Terceira Parte] Bm Em For want of an option I run the wind 'round Bb Gm I dream pictures of houses burning never knowing nothing else to do F C Gm With death comes the morning unannounced and new [Quarta Parte] Bm Em Was it too much to ask for to pull a little weight Bb Gm They forgive everything but greatness, These are scoundrel days Dm Gm Bm And I'm close to calling out their names as pride hits my face [Estribillo] Em G D Am C G D Am And see...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D We believe through the lies and the hating Am Gm F Em Eb Gm F Em Eb That love goes free through scoundrel days ( Gm F Em Eb ) [Quinta Parte] Bm Em I reach the edge of town, I've got blood in my hair Bb Gm Their hands touch my body from everywhere Dm Gm Bm But I know that I've made it as I run into the air [Estribillo] Em G D Am C G D Am And see...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D We believe through the lies and the hating Am Em G D Am C G D Am G That love goes free Through scoundrel days