Tom: B
Guitar 1 0:00 play this up until 0:20
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Guitar 2 0:11
Verse 1
Guitar 1 0:20
Guitar 1 0:30
Chorus
Guitars 1 & 2 0:40
Guitar 2 plays this at the end of the chorus riff, both times it is played
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Guitars 1 & 2 1:02
Verse 2
Guitar 1 1:14
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Play that until 1:24 then repeat verse 1
Play The Chorus Again
Bridge
Guitar 1 2:06
Guitar 2 2:06
Guitar 1 comes in with a pickslide and joins Guitar 2 at 2:16
Both guitars play that until 2:36
Guitar 1 2:42
Play Chorus Again
End With
Guitars 1 & 2 3:07
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and
sent them back.
It's true - romance is dead, I shot it in the chest
then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your
prince,
Because they've got me in a band
where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
Which came first, the music or the misery?
I'm casualty-obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent yet (I am total wreck),
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your
prince,
Because they've got me in a band
where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
Which came first, the music or the misery?
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the
dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
Which came first, the music or the misery?
Which came first, the music or the misery?