[Verse 1] Am I'm not above forgiveness F C Am But I can tell this ain't working out Am And if lies were lead F C You'd be gasping for air and violently drowning [Instrumental] Am | Am | [Pre-Chorus] F C Am This battlefield is stained with blood F C And you look more desperate [Chorus 1] G F C G (It's over-er) It's over, time's wasted, are we here again? G F C G (It's over-er) How could you believe that we're the same G F C G (It's over-er) Sorry if I bother you, but I want you to know F I give my replies in stereo [Chorus 2] C I was laying on the ground, I was looking up F Am I was walking on the edge without breaking down G But I'm loving the life I live C And if there's a chance this ain't working out F Am I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound G Of broken dreams F I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg [Post-Chorus] Am F C Am This battlefield is stained with blood F C You look more desperate [Verse 2] F Throw your life away C G It's not like you deserve it F C Give yourself another day G Don't act like you have earned it F C Oh, go on and try to live that life G It gives me a chance to write a lullaby F Hope it helps you sleep at night [Chorus] C I was laying on the ground, I was looking up F Am I was walking on the edge without breaking down G But I'm loving the life I live C And if there's a chance this ain't working out F Am I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound G Of broken dreams F I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg [Instrumental] C | F | Am | G | C | F | Am | G | C | F | Am | G | C | C | F | F | [Chorus] Am I was laying on the ground, I was looking up F C I was walking on the edge without breaking down G But I'm loving the life I live Am And if there's a chance this ain't working out F C I may be dumb enough not to hear the sound G Of broken dreams F I'll make my stand at my very own Gettysburg [Outro] Am G And in the end this battlefield C F is stained with bloo--------------ood (At my very own Gettysburg) Am G And in the end this battlefield C F is stained with bloo--------------ood (At my very own Gettysburg) Am G And in the end this battlefield C F is stained with bloo--------------ood (At my very own Gettysburg) Am G F This battlefield is stained with blood
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