Pretty Toxic Revolver

	  		Em G Bm A 
Yeah 
Em G Bm A 

Em      G                           Bm 
Danger, one of us just lost our savior 
                           A 
Gotta maintain when you're going insane, so I say this prayer 
Em                            G 
Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger? 
Bm                     A 
And do you even exist? They're trying to say it's a myth 
             Em                                     G 
Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered 
                             Bm 
My aunt just passed from cancer 
  
Dad just got out of rehab 
                A 
And mom's never gonna show up, gotta grow up 
E 
Ride with me through the memories inside of me 
G 
'Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory 
Bm 
Head hurting all week 'cause of bad coke 
A                                         Em 
Then the same week Peep overdosed, that's fucked up 
                      G 
But I guess I lucked up 
                                              Bm 
And I feel his pain because it probably won't be until 
                             A 
The day I die that they love us 
                 Em 
But trust, every nomination I don't get 
                    G 
Every list that I ain't on 
                              Bm 
Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place 
              A 
As a way to escape where I came from 
  
          Em            G 
This just my pretty toxic 
                 Bm                A 
Heavy conscience weighing on my soul 
Em              G 
Six shots in my revolver 
Bm               A 
When I'm on my own 
  
          Em 
Play this song 
                      G                           Bm 
On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry 
                A                       Em 
Legends never die, I hope our story's told 
Em                            G 
And the year spent on that road 
                           Bm 
Before they came to our shows 
                           A 
We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold 
        Em                     G 
Take me home, somewhere I belong 
               Bm                          A 
Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali's drawing 
      Em                                          G 
Yeah, isn't it funny that whenever you got a vision 
  
A mission and a couple of plans to go with it 
      Bm 
Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it 
       A 
Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes 
Em 
I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis 
  G                                    Bm 
And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras 
                    A 
That attack my stance like Evangelists 
          Em 
I said truth and they couldn't handle it 
           G 
So when it sinks you stand in it 
     Bm 
I guess this is my Titanic 
                A 
With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it 
  
Just my 

Em                 G 
Pretty toxic heavy conscience 
Bm                A 
Weighing on my soul 
Em              G 
Six shots in my revolver 
Bm                  A 
When I'm on my own, back against the wall 
   Em 
It got me anxious 
       G 
Helpless, frigid, cold 
  Bm                     A 
Late nights drinking on my own 
Em                   G 
Now I'm fearless, Al Capone 
Bm                   A 
To my dearest, I ain't gone