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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

-first letter-A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

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"[  ]"= one measure

Chords:

E,A,D,G,B,E

Am-x,0,2,2,1,0

F--x,x,3,2,1,0

C--0,3,2,0,1,0

G--3,2,0,0,3,3

Cmaj9/G-3,2,0,0,1,0

Intro-

	Am	F
	Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires	squeal

	C
Red light, can't stop so I spin the	wheel

	G
My world goes black before I f	eel an angel lift me up

	Am	F
And I	open bloodshot eyes	into fluorescent white

	C	G	Am
	Flip the siren, hit the lights,	close the doors and I am g	one

Bridge-

Am cont'D

Verse-

	Am	F
Now I l	ay here owing my life to a	stranger

	C
And I realize that	empty words are not enough

	G
I'm l	eft here with this question of just

	Am	F
	What have I to show except the	promises I never kept?

	C	G
I	lie here shaking on this bed,	under the weight of my regrets

Chorus-

	F	Am	Cmaj9/G
I h	ope that I will never let you d	own

	F	Am
	F (single stroke)

I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds

Bridge-

Am cont'D

Verse-

Am (single stroke)) F (single stroke)

Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares

C (single stroke) G

It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that

	Am	F
there's A d	ifference between sleight of hand, and	giving everything you have

	C	G
	There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm	working up the will to cross it and

Chorus-

	F	Am	Cmaj9/G
I h	ope that I will never let you d	own

	F
I k	now that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds

Interlude- Play F for 1 measure.

	Am
	Rhetoric can't raise the dead

	F
I'm sick of always t	alking when there's no change

	Am
	Rhetoric can't raise the dead

	G	F	G
I'm sick of empty	words,	let's lead an	d not follow

Intro-verse-

Am (palm muted) F (palm muted)

Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal

C (palm muted)

Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel

	G
My world goes black before I f	eel an angel steal me from the

	Am	F
	Greedy jaws of death and chance, and	pull me in with steady hands

	C	G
They've	given me a second chance, the	artist in the ambulance

Chorus-

	F	Am	Cmaj9/G
I h	ope that I will never let you d	own

	F
I kn	ow that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds

	Cmaj9/G
Can we	pick you offfff tttthe ground, more than flashing lights and

F (single stroke)

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