Deathbox

Intro 

G  Em  C  B 
G  Em  C  B 



          G              Em 
Is this a shakedown? You pay what you want 
         C                               B 
And everybody gets a discount 'till they don't anymore 
          G                         Em 
You can't think straight since they gave you the bends 
    C                                B 
Out standing in your field but baby, I'm on the fence 
         G       Em 
And it's okay, despite what you've heard 
           C                               B 
There's no solace in the dollar, you found God, I got interred 
        G                 Em 
But I'm not sure it's all gonna create 
           C                         B 
What you intend to create, not gonna fight you for a parking space 
Em 
 Aye, aye, aye, aw 



C                        B                             Em 
 The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out 
C                     B                       Em 
 But all they want to say is I look better now 
C                       B 
 Maybe it's not who you know 


Interlude 

G  Em  C  B 
G  Em  C  B 



               G           Em 
You're on your own now, is that what you want? 
       C                            B 
See, I used to understand it, but I don't anymore 
        G       Em 
It's so easy in cheap hotel chains 
        C                          B 
To eavesdrop on conversations and imagine what I'd say 
G                       Em 
Pressure changing in an elevator death box 
C                        B 
Exchanging glances and a dirty thought 
G                        Em 
Well, I'd do anything to get off right here 
C                      B 
 But this isn't my floor 



    Em 
But if you really wanna leave it behind 
              Am                G 
You know that all it takes is a little time 
     Em 
If I knew how to offer it, I'd give you mine 
             Am               G 
God, we'd be out of here like that 
B       Am 
We'd be out of here, we'd be out of here 
             G                C 
God, we'd be out of here like that 



C                        Am                            Em 
 The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out 
C                     Am                      Em 
 But all they want to say is I look better now 
C                        Am                            Em 
 The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out 
C                     Am                      Em 
 But all they want to say is I look better now 


Instrumental
C  Am  Em    C  Am  Em 
C  Am  Em    C  Am  Em 
C  Am  Em    C  Am  Em 
C  Am  Em    C  Am  Em 


Outro 
C                        D                  N.C. 
 The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out