[Intro riff]
(played at parts trough out the song!)
e|-----4-4-5-5-4-4-----4-5-4-------------------------|
B|-2-2-------------2-2------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------|
C#m
I've got a book of matches
A F#m
I've got a can of kerosene
C#m A F#m
I've got some bad ideas involving you and me
C#m
I don't blame you for walking away
A F#m
I touched myself had thoughts of flames
C#m
I shat the bed and laid there in it
A F#m C#m (INTRO RIFF) A
Thinking of you wide awake for days
F#m
Wide awake for days
[Instrumental]
C#m - A - F#m
C#m A F#m
And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain
C#m
You couldn't crack a smile
A F#m
I didn't catch your name
C#m
I don't blame you for walking away
A F#m
I'd do the same if I saw me
C#m
I swear it's not contagious
A B
In four short steps we can erase this
E
Step one -- slit my throat
A B
Step two -- play in my blood
E A B
Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
E A B
Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands
A B
You took me hostage and made your demands
A B C#m
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
(INTRO RIFF) C#m - A - F#m
[REPEAT]
I'm like a broken record
I've got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don't blame you for walking away
I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious
I swear to God it's not contagious
Step one -- slit my throat
Step two -- play in my blood
Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
C#m A F#m
This could be love - love for fire
C#m A F#m
This could be love - love for fire
C#m A F#m
This could be love - love for fire
C#m A B
This could be love for fire forevermore
Step one -- slit my throat
Step two -- play in my blood
Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one
