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[Verse 1]

Am                                             Am
Have you ever died in a nightmare? Woke up surprised you hadn’t earned your fate?
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Have you ever felt like Atlas, threw your back out on the axis, and collapsed and threw the planet away?
Am                                              Am
Everyone’s just blood in an ice tray. A vampire picking flowers out in the sun.
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Run your diagnostic tests, its posited nobody dies agnostic, but we still dial 9-1-1. Now we’re singing

[Chorus]

Dm                    Am               E7                                        Am    A
Ooh, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                 Am             E7                                   E                 Am
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, you’d walk the same damn miles I do.


[Verse 2]

Am                                                   Am
We’re only tuning to the tone of the bell curve now. Ask not for whom it tolls. But
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With my head up in the clouds I can see so much ground, and from up here you look like ants in a row.
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It doesn’t take a killer to murder. It only takes the reason to kill.
              Am                                                         E
We’ve all got evidence of innocence, it’s ‘everything’s coincidence’ the difference twixt fate
         Am
and free will is whether you’re singing


[Chorus]

Dm                    Am               E7                                        Am    A
Ooh, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                 Am             E7                                    E                 Am
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, you’d walk the same damn miles I do.



[Bridge]

N.C.
So if you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor,
N.C.
Neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door.
N.C.
The only ones in need of love are those who don’t receive enough.
N.C.
So evil ones should get a little more.


[Chorus]

Dm                    Am               E7                                        Am     A
You! could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                Am           E7
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if the shoe fits would you walk that mile?
          E7                        Am
You could put it on the other foot, it’s the same size.

Dm                    Am               E7                                        Am     A
You, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                Am              E7                                E                     Am
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, you’d see I wear the same size as you.