Fall Out Boy – Rat A Tat (Guitar)

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No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate

C
No graphics and no fucking powerpoint presentation

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So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs

C
She's his suicide blond, she's number than gold

Am
Are you ready for another bad poem?

Am
One more off key anthem

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Let your teeth sink in

                 F
Remember me as I was not as I am

Am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"

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I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head

F
Rat a tat tat

F
Rat a tat tat tat hey

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If my love is a weapon

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There's no second guessing when I say

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Rat a tat tat

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Rat a tat tat tat hey

G
If my heart is a grenade

G
You pull the pin and say:

C
We're all fighting growing old

G
We're all fighting growing old

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In the hopes

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Of a few minutes more

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To get on St. Peter's list

G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards

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Cause it's never

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Getting any better than this

Am
We are professional ashes of roses

C
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven

Am
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens

C
This is what we do, we nightmare you

Am
I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards

Am
And your heart beat in reverse

Am
Our guts can't be reworked

Dm
As alone as a little white church

F
In the middle of the desert getting burned

         Am
But I'll take your heart served up two ways

Am
I sing a bitter song

Dm
I'm the lonelier version of you  

       F
I just don't know where it went wrong

F
Rat a tat tat

F
Rat a tat tat tat hey

Am
If my love is a weapon

Am
There's no second guessing when I say

F
Rat a tat tat

F
Rat a tat tat tat hey

G
If my heart is a grenade

G
You pull the pin and say:

C
We're all fighting growing old

G
We're all fighting growing old

   Am   F
In the hopes

     Am          F
Of a few minutes more

C                     
To get on St. Peter's list

G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards

         Am       
Cause it's never

F
Getting any better than this

Am
Rat a tat tat

Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey

Am
It's never

Am
Getting any better than this

F
Rat a tat tat

F
Rat a tat tat tat hey

F
It's never

F
Getting any better than this

C*
She's sick and she's wrong

G*
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb

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He says "I've seen bigger"

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And they throw the matches down into the glitter

C
Not a dry eye left in the house

G
Go boy, go boy, run for your life

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Go boy, go boy, run for your life

F
Go boy, go boy, run for your life

   Am   F
In the hopes

     Am          F
Of a few minutes more

C                     
To get on St. Peter's list

G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards

         Am       
Cause it's never

F
Getting any better than this

Am
Rat a tat tat

Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey

Am
It's never

Am
Getting any better than this

F
Rat a tat tat

F
Rat a tat tat tat hey

F
It's never

F
Getting any better than this