Age Of Assassins Chords

Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 Oh when the Csummer sun come cutting

Like a clean razor blade

 And I wFake to the day and all the visions I've made

 RCeached out my hand for the curl of her hair

 And wFhisper my dreams to the girl who's not there

 GGather some memory from the night before

 Where'd she gCo? she gGo, where'd she gFo?

GScreaming of threats and slam of a door

 Well I don't kCnow, don't kGnow, don't knFow

 So I lCook to the window and the city below

 From tFhis bed of mine

Where I eat sweet jelly rolls

 Think IC'll put on my face

I'd like to fix me a drink

 'Cause sFomewhere someone knows just what I think

 Last nGight's but a question that hangs likes a noose

 'Round my thCroat, Gmy tFhroat

GSurely tonight, I'll invite its abuse

 Well there's no hCope, no hoGpe, no hFope

 Goodness Cme, oh my

 Oh my god, I still might Fbe fine

 Get through all the pains I fGake

 Poor boy could use a bFreak

 A break from my own daily hCate, oh

 "Pain is something no one eFlse knows"

 That's what I hear them sGay

 But everyone bereaves the dFay

 I said weary weary wGalk awaCy F

 So I tCake to the streets like the dead to the grave

 You lFight me a smoke because it's right to behave

 And I'm aCll juiced up all morning because the morning is when

 HFeros stand tall in the statues of men

 And all the pGigeons adore me and peck at my feet

 Oh the fCame, the fGame, the fFame

 SoGmeday they may use my head as a seat

 Well I can't waCit, can't wGait, can't Fwait

 Goodness Cme, oh my

 Oh my god, I still might gFet by

 Get through all the pains I faGke

 Poor boy could use a bFreak

 A break from my own daily hCate, oh

 "Pain is something no one eFlse knows"

 That's what I hear them sGay

 But everyone bereaves the dFay

 I said weary weary wGalk awaCy F

CWhen I die alone bGury me deep

 Way out west past SCunset Street

 So IC7 can hear old F29 when sChe goes roGllin' Cby

CAnd when they come to cGlaim my skin

 And I go back where CI begin

 PC7lace the stones at my hFead and feet

 Tell them aCll I've goGne to sCleep

 And as the cCity unravels her metal bedroll

 I dFirty her sheets with the stumble I stCroll

And the people all stop just to watch me go by

 With a thFirst in my throat and a tear in my eye

 So riddle me this while I lend you my soul Cin a song, Gin a sonFg, a song

 And Gbalance the sky on these shoulders of mine

 Until the dCawn, the dGawn, the dFawn

 Goodness Cme, oh my

 Oh my god, I still might gFet by

 Get through all the pains I faGke

 Poor boy could use a brFeak

 A break from my own daily hCate, oh

 "Pain is something no one elFse knows"

 That's what I hear them sGay

 But everyone bereaves the dFay

 I said weary weary wGalk awaCy F G C