Rat A Tat

Am
No thesis existed for burning cities
 down at such a rampant rate
C
No graphics and no fucking 
powerpoint presentation
Am
So they just DIY'd that shit and 
built their own bombs
C
She's his suicide blond, she's 
number than gold

[Verse 1]
Am
Are you ready for another bad poem?
Am
One more off key anthem
Am                    Dm
Let your teeth sink in
                 F
Remember me as I was not as I am
Am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow 
if I don't wake up dead,"
Dm                          
I kept wishing she had blonde 
                     F
ambition and she'd let it go to my 
head

[Pre-Chorus]
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
If my love is a weapon
Am
There's no second guessing when I 
say
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
G
If my heart is a grenade
G
You pull the pin and say:

[Chorus]
C
We're all fighting growing old
G
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am    
But you need to lower your 
    F
standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this

[Courtney Love's Part]
Am
We are professional ashes of roses

This kerosene's live

You settled your score
C
This is where you come to beg, 
unborn and unshaven
Am
Killing fields of fire to a congress
 of ravens
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C
This is what we do, we nightmare you

[Verse 2]
Am
I'm about to make the sweat roll 
backwards
Am
And your heart beat in reverse
Am
Our guts can't be reworked
Dm
As alone as a little white church
F
In the middle of the desert getting 
burned
         Am
But I'll take your heart served up 
two ways
Am
I sing a bitter song
Dm
I'm the lonelier version of you
       F
I just don't know where it went 
wrong

[Pre-Chorus]
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
If my love is a weapon
Am
There's no second guessing when I 
say
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
G
If my heart is a grenade
G
You pull the pin and say:

[Chorus]
C
We're all fighting growing old
G
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am    
But you need to lower your 
    F
standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this

[Interlude] x2
Am
Rat a tat tat
Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
It's never
Am
Getting any better than this

F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
F
It's never
F
Getting any better than this

[Courtney Love Bridge]
(* =hold)
C*
She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
G*
And you sink inside her like a 
suicide bomb
Am*
He says "I've seen bigger"
She says "I've lit better"
F*
And they throw the matches down into
 the glitter

C
Not a dry eye left in the house
G
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Am
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
F
Go boy, go boy, run for your life

[Chorus]
N.C.
We're all fighting growing old
N.C.
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am    
But you need to lower your 
    F
standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this

[Interlude] x2
Am
Rat a tat tat
Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
It's never
Am
Getting any better than this

F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
F
It's never
F
Getting any better than this