Scoundrel Days

[Intro]

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[Primera Parte]

Bm                          Em
  Was that somebody's scream, It 
wasn't me for sure
Bb                            
  I lift my head up from uneasy 
          Gm
pillows, Put my feet on the floor
Dm                               
  I Cut my wrist on a bad thought 
Gm
and head for the door

[Segunda Parte]

Bm                        Em
  Outside on the pavement, The dark 
makes no noise
Bb                                
  I can feel the sweat on my lips 
Gm
leaking into my mouth
Dm                            
  I'm heading out for the steep 
        Gm                       Bm
hills, They're leaving me no choice

[Estribillo]

    Em G D       Am              
And see...as our lives are in the
 C G   D   Am
 making
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     Em G D            Am        
We believe through the lies and 
  C  G   D
the hating
     Am        Em       G Am
That love goes free

[Tercera Parte]

Bm                     Em
  For want of an option I run the 
wind 'round
Bb                                
  I dream pictures of houses 
         Gm
burning never knowing nothing else 
to do
 F                        C  
  With death comes the morning 
  Gm
unannounced and new

[Cuarta Parte]

Bm                          Em
  Was it too much to ask for to pull
 a little weight
Bb                          
  They forgive everything but 
            Gm
greatness, These are scoundrel days
 Dm                                
  And I'm close to calling out 
       Gm                 Bm
their names as pride hits my face

[Estribillo]

    Em G D       Am              
And see...as our lives are in the
 C G   D   Am
 making
     Em G D            Am        
We believe through the lies and 
  C  G   D
the hating
     Am        Gm   F   Em       
That love goes free       through
 Eb        Gm F Em Eb
 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 
  But I know that I've made it as
                  Bm
 I run into the air

[Estribillo]

    Em G D       Am              
And see...as our lives are in the
 C G   D   Am
 making
     Em G D            Am        
We believe through the lies and 
  C  G   D
the hating
     Am        Em  G   D   Am   
That love goes free             
C   G   D         Am        G
          Through scoundrel days