CAPO III
C G Am F
Played a game in my younger life, a lot like twister but with a knife
C G Am F
Threw the point into the ground to bend my brother's body round
C G Am F
No one bled and if they did, didn't cry
C G Am F
Don't recall a watchful eye
F C G C
I think we led safer lives when we played around with knives
C G Am F
Left the house for hours on end, home to eat then back again
C G Am F
Raced around the monkey trails with my back step breaks that never
failed
C G Am F
I road through the woods alone,
C G Am F
out of sight and far from home
F C G C
I think I got the richer life on my rusted no speed bike
F G C F
When patience broke and I was put from my room
F G C F
I took it on the ass with the same wooden spoon
F G
That beat the cookie dough
C G Am F
No kid ever disappeared and if they did we'd never hear
C G Am F
The sordid details of their deaths never landed on my doorstep
C G Am F
I was taught to be polite,
C G Am F
how to eat and sit upright
C G Am F
But I was left alone to fight,
C G Am F
figure out if that felt right
F C G C
I think we got the richer lives when we played around with knives
F C G C
I think we led safer lives when we played around with knives
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