My Manic And I Chords

Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Bdim71st fret bar

2nd fret, 2nd string

3rd fret, 3rd and 5th string

AmHe wants to die in a lake in Geneva

 The mountains can cover the sBdim7hape of his nose

AmHe wants to die where nobody can see him

 But the beauty of his death will cBdim7arry on so

AmI don’t believe himBdim7

 He gAmreets me with kisses when good days deceive him

 And sometimes we're scorned and someBdim7times I believe him

 And someAmtimes I’m convinced that my friends think I’m crazy

 Get scared and call him, but he’s uBdim7sually hazy

 At Am1 in the morning, the day is not ended

 ByBdim7 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend

 By Am4 he will drink but he cannot feel it

Bdim7Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it

 And AmI don’t believe hiBdim7m

 Morning is mAmocking me Bdim7

 I Amwander the streets, avoiding them eats

 Till ring on my finger sBdim7lips to the ground

A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city

The veins of which have broken me down

And I don’t believe him

Morning is mocking me

 The Amgods thatG he belAmieves G

 never Amfail to aGmaze Amme G

He believes in the love in his god of all things

But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins

The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him

AmI can’t control you, I Gdon’t know you well

FThese are the reasons I Bdim7think that you’re ill

AmI can’t control you, I Gdon’t know you well

FThese are the reasons I Bdim7think that you’re ill

 And since Amlast that we parted lBdim7ast that i saw him

down by a river, silent and hardened

Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky

I was just happy, my manic and I

He couldn’t see me; the sun was in his eyes

AmAnd birds were Bdim7singing to Fcalm us Gdown

AmAnd birds were Bdim7singing to Fcalm us Edown

AmAnd I’m sorry young man, I caGnnot be your friend.

I don’t believe in a fairytale end

I don’t keep my head up all of the time

I find it dull when my heart meets my mind

AmAnd I hardly know you, I thGink I can tell

FThese are the reasons I tBdim7hink that we're ill

AmI hardly know you, I tGhink I can tell

FThese are the reasons I tBdim7hink that I'm ill

 And the Amgods that Ghe belAmieves G never fAmail to disGappoint Amme G

And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me

 My Amnihilist, my Bdim7happy man, my Ammanic and Bdim7I

 Have Amno Bdim7plans to Fmove on E

 And the Ambirds are siGnging to cFalm us doBdim7wn

 And the Ambirds are sGinging to Fcalm us dEown

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