C G Em G Am
C G Em G Am
As I choke, try to wash it down with something strong
C G Am
Dry but the taste of blood remains
C G Em G Am
Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
C G Am
My, how they start to look the same
C
So keep in happiness
G
And torture me while I tell you,
Am
"Let's go in style"
C
A million hooks around
G
A million ways to die
Am G
Darling, it's cold outside
C G Em G Am
No, no more eyes to see the sun
C G Em G Am
You slide into bed while I get drunk
C G Em
Slow conversations with a gun
G F C G F
Mean more than I've ever said to anyone
C
So keep in happiness
G
And torture me while I tell you,
Am
"Let's go in style"
C
A million hooks around
G
A million ways to die
Am C
Darling, let's go inside
G
It'll be alright
C G
But last night, you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables
Am
Almost fought some bitch at the club
C G
Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes
C G
Well, fuck, what am I supposed to be, impressed?
Am
You're just another set of bones to lay to rest
C G C
So I'll say goodnight, hope you had a really good time
C G C Am
And I will soon forget the color of your eyes and you'll forget mine
C
So keep in happiness
G
And torture me while I tell you,
Am
"Let's go in style"
C
A million hooks around
G
A million ways to die
Am C
Darling, let's go outside
G
It'll be alright
C G
