D C# D C#

D C# D

[Verse 1]
C#      D  C# D    C#         D    C# D
So many people who live in my town
   C#           D  C#  D         C#             D  C# D
They mind to my business, they've none of their own
C#             D C# D    C#             D   C# D C#
They're all so happy now that I've done wrong
    D                    A           D          D7
I'm surprised they don't come up and thank me

[Chorus]
   G                 D
So if you have moral advice
   G                          A
I suggest you just tuck it all away
          D
'Cause my mood to burn bridges
                 G           D
Is not unlike my mood to dig ditches
      D           A        D
Don't cross me on either a day, baby

[Instrumental]

D C# D C#

D C# D

[Verse 2]
C#         D        C#    D     C#
Don't make mistakes or be human
     D          C#         D     C#
They savor your every false move
        D              A      D7              G
And the fear that they hide, dams that will break
   D        A           D7
If ever confronted with truth

[Chorus]
   G                 D
So if you have moral advice
   G                          A
I suggest you just tuck it all away
          D
'Cause my mood to burn bridges
                 G           D
Is not unlike my mood to dig ditches
      D           A        D
Don't cross me on either a day, baby

[Instrumental]

D C# D C#

D C# D

[Verse 3]
         C#            D      C#       D      C#
From the well of their hearts sprang a poison
      D         C#            D        C#
That mixed with suspicion and reckless derision
   D              C#        D             C#
At something they read on a church toilet stall
           D         A              D7           G
They thank God their lives are much better than mine
       D             A           D7
On the soapbox that ladders them tall


[Chorus]
   G                 D
So if you have moral advice
   G                           A
I suggest you just tuck it all away
          D            A
I said my mood to burn bridges
   D7           G
My mood to dig ditches
          D           A        D
Don't you cross me on either a day

[Otro]
            D          A
I say those arrows may find me
  D7             G
I hear you right behind me
      D                    F     G
Don't cross me on either a day