Am Well, the crooks are out, and the streets are gray You know I wouldn't have it any other way, yeah Your mother's words, they're, they're ringin' still But your mother don't pay our bills, yeah Chorus: Am Em Dm Am A sinister kid, is a kid who Am Em Dm Am Runs to meet his maker Am Em Dm Am A drop dead sprint from the day he's born Am Em Dm Am Straight into his makers arms And that's me, that's me The boy with the broken halo That's me, and that's me The devil won't let me be I got a tortured mind, and my blade is sharp A bad combination in the dark If I kill a man in the first degree Baby, would you, would you flee with me? Yeah Chorus: A sinister kid is a kid who Runs to meet his maker A drop dead sprint from the day he's born Straight into his maker's arms And that's me, and that's me The boy with the broken halo And that's me, that's me The devil won't let me be Alright Got it, Carney Chorus: A sinister kid is a kid who Runs to meet his maker A drop dead sprint from the day he's born Straight into his maker's arms And that's me, and that's me The boy with the broken halo That's me, and that's me The devil won't let me be | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm Dm Em |