Dm C G Evil S I yes to find a shore C G F A beast that doesn't quiver anymore Dm C F And we could crush some plants to paint my walls Am F And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars Was I? I was too lazy to bathe Or paint or write or try to make a change Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch And I don't have to love or think too much A Dm C F A A# Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk A Dm C F A A# Mental mystics in a twisted metal car A Dm C F Gm A A# C Tried to amplify the sound of light and love Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs Might even take a knife to split a hair Or even scare the children off my lawn Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs Every mess invested was a score We couldn't use computers anymore But it's difficult to win unless you're bored And you might have to plan for the weekend wars A Dm C F A A# Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona A Dm C F A A# It might take a hundred years to grow an arm A Dm C F Gm A A# A I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold Dm C F A A# Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior A Dm C F A A# My predictions are the only things I have A Dm C F Gm A A# C I can amplify the sound of light and love C/G A#/F I'm a curse and I'm a sound A# When I open up my mouth F There's a reason I don't win C/G I don't know how to begin A#/F I'm a curse and I'm a sound A# When I open up my mouth F There's a reason I don't win C/G I don't know how to begin [Outro with fade out] C/G A#/F I'm a curse and I'm a sound A# When I open up my mouth F There's a reason I don't win C/G I don't know how to begin C/G A#/F I'm a curse and I'm a sound A# When I open up my mouth F There's a reason I don't win C/G I don't know how to begin | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am A# C Dm F G Gm |