I Dont Know

C        G            Dm        
 I'm not working on a list of 
               F
who's naughty or nice
         C                  G     
The revolution, or the 
             Dm                  
insurrection, or the collapse, or 
             F
whatever you call it, isn't Santa 
Claus.
C           G                    
 There's no gifts stackin' up for
   Dm                 F           
 the righteous, and the wicked 
       C
have enough coal.
          G               Dm      
Hell, it's making them rich! Where
                  F
 the fuck have you been?

C          G                Dm  
 And I don't come to speak in 
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terms of effectiveness or 
   C
efficiency,
     G                    Dm   
Any goals worth having no one is 
              F
sure how to achieve.
C                   G            
 There's not enough windows in 
     Dm               F
the world to smash to change the 
world
    C                   G         
But maybe one would be just enough
         Dm                 F
 to take back a little dignity.

[Chorus]
        C                   Dm   
I don't know, hell I don't know, how
F
 to do this right.
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C                           G    
 I'll turn thirty snapping 
               Am             
strings like I've never held a 
    F
guitar in my life.
        C                Dm    F
I don't know, no I don't know, if 
it's wrong or right,
C                     G          
 I could leave behind everyone I 
Am                      F
loved to just drive all night.

[Instrumental]
C  Dm F x2

[Verse]
C         G               
  And I stayed awake all night 
Dm                  F            
listing every single mess we're 
    C
in.
            G                      
Sometimes I can't see a damn thing 
         Dm                F
in this world but a razor wire,
C         G                 Dm  
  And if singing changed a thing
              F
 they'd make it illegal.
C                  G              
 Sometimes I don't want to breathe
Dm            F
 anything but fire.

C   G               Dm          
 Anyone can break a window, can 
     F
you replace one?
C                 G              
 Motherfucker, I'm not all talk, 
     Dm    F
just 95 percent.
C                     G          
 There's not enough spray paint 
        Dm                  
in the world to list all our 
  F
grievances.
C            G                    
Maybe I can write just one on the 
 Dm              F
walk to pay the rent.

[Chorus]
        C                Dm    F
I don't know, no I don't know, how 
to do this right.
C                            
 I'll turn thirty snapping the 
   G                    Am        
strings like I never held a guitar
        F
 in my life.
        C                Dm    F
I don't know, no I don't know, if 
it's wrong or right,
C                     G           
 I could leave behind everything I
 Am                      F
 know and just drive all night.