Richard Divine Frank Turner
Frank Turner ? Richard Devine
Chords by Neil Wicker
The other version isn't the way Frank plays it so I thought I'd do a more accurate version.
[Em]Richard Divine made up his mind to take the l[Am]ast few steps
to t[D]he bathroom door from his bedroom floor and to lock him[Em]self in.
Steady young hands, meticulous plans,
disposable r[Am]azors and a [D]blisterpack filled with strong sleeping pills,
and a bath of hot wa[Em]ter.
He s[G]aid he?s not for s[Bm]ale, said that he felt ho[C]unded,
crowded and s[Am]urrounded by this life he didn?t c[Em]hoose.
[Em]He carefully wrote a funerary note
on his best wr[Am]iting paper to s[D]et out the facts,
and sealed it with wax, and left it in the kit[Em]chen.
He left it out so his parents would know what there was wa[Am]iting for them:
[D]pale cold skin and blood seeping in to the landing ca[Em]rpet.
[G]He said he?s not for s[Bm]ale, said that he felt hou[C]nded,
crowded and surr[Am]ounded by this life he didn?t choose.[G]
But everybody plays t[Bm]his game on a daily ba[C]sis.
They?re not heroes, they?re su[Am]rvivors,
and it?s not Shakespearian if they lose.
[Em]So do what you want, do what you want, do what the [Am]voices tell you,
but don[D]?t ever say that we didn?t [Em]warn you.
cause we warned you
[G]He said he?s not for s[Bm]ale, but he bought into his fa[C]ilure.
He?s telling tales that ha[Am]mmer nails right into open pa[G]lms.
[G]A martyr in re[Bm]verse, he?s best at being wo[C]rst,
the rest of us are c[Am]ursed but we keep calm and we carry o[G]n.
G, Bm, C, Am x2
So Richard, here it is:[G] none of us are bla[Bm]meless, huddled here like
shameless in our li[Am]sts of all the changes we say we ne[G]ed.
But I think that you k[Bm]new that,
you can?t pretend it?s n[C]ews that when you cut yourself you?ll b[Am]leed.