F#m A There's a voice in my head D E telling me why I should hate F#m A D E you But I hate myself instead F#m A There's a pair of dead eyes D E in the mirror looking back F#m A at me I guess its wrong D E D E to live life so lifelessly Chorus: F#m E/G# Scars are tearing open A D along my palms and knees F#m E I guess thats what I Bm D should get for crawling back F#m at your feet And now E/G# A I'm feeling so down that D there's no God above F#m E Bm And No mercy for a soul D F#m A D F#m A D that's just way too fucked up There's a pain in my chest growing stronger with every heartbeat Now there's nothing left of me But empty bottles of pills and Bacardi Yes, I guess it's wrong to live right Chorus: Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet And now I'm feeling so down, that there's no God above No mercy for a soul D F#m Leave me A C# here to die D E Leave me F#m Bm C# here to die Chorus: Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet And now I'm feeling so down, that there's no God above No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Bm C# D E F#m G# |