Chords for Scoundrel Days

_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
Was that somebody screaming?
It wasn't me for sure.
[Gm] I lift my head up from an easy pillow, put my feet on the floor.
[D] I cut my wrist on a bad thought.
[Dm] Head for [Gm] the door.
_ [Gb] Outside on the pavement.
[B] The dark makes the noise.
_ [F] I can feel the sweat on my lips [Dm] and leaking into my mouth.
[D] I'm heading out for the steep hills.
[Gm] They're leaving me nervous.
I'm [B] joyous.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Em] I'm singing.
[G] _ _ [D] _ [Am] I'm _ [C] _ [G] thinking.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] I'm breathing.
_ [E] _ The love of [Em] God is free.
_ _ [Bm] I want an option.
_ [Em] I run the wind around me.
[Bb] I dream pictures of houses burning, [Gm] never knowing what else to do.
[F] With death comes [C] the mourning.
_ [Gm] Unannounced and new.
[B] It wasn't too much [G] to ask for.
[Em] Just a little wait.
_ [Bb] They forgive everything but [Gm] greatness.
These are scantily days.
[D] I'm close to calling out their [Gm] names.
As pride hits my veins.
[Db] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G]
I'm singing.
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] I'm thinking.
_ [D] I'm [Am] breathing.
The love of God [Em] is free.
_ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [C] I'm singing.
I'm [G] breathing.
_ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [Eb] The love of God is free.
These are [Gm] scantily _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] days.
I'm close to calling [Gm] out _ [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [Eb] their names.
[Gm] These are scantily days.
These are scantily [Bb] _
_ [E] _ _ [G] _ [B] days.
I've [Bm] _
[Em] got blood in my hair.
[Bb] My hands touch my body.
_ [Gm] From everywhere.
_ [D] But I know that I made it.
[Gm] As I run into the air.
[B] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ I'm [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [C] singing.
_ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] I'm [G] breathing.
_ [D] _ [Em] The love of God is [G] free.
_ [D] _ These _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ [Am] are _ [G] scantily days. _
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