The Front Bottoms – Handcuffs (Guitar)

             G
See I was in handcuffs

                   C
No one stood by my side

          G                   C
No one to help me prove my charge was a lie

                Em                            A
Well, some prosecutor screams "I'm a terrible guy"

          G              C              G
That I am guilty and I deserve twenty-five to life

                                          C
See I lost my temper and the cop lost his cool

               G
A whole can of pepper spray

                           C
Man, makin' me look like a fool

               Em
And he started stompin'

                     A
As I was gasping for air

               G
Already on the ground

             C
Man, I don't know

                      G
That fight don't seem fair

                 G
But with my pain came rage

                   C
A light so bright I feel blind

                   G
So I reach with my hands

                   C
And a rock is what I do find

               Em
He stops for a moment

            A
I gather my strength

               G                         C                      G
Just enough to swing quickly and put the rock right through his face

                  G
And that's how it happened

               C
How he met his fate

                G                                C
And how my left eye got burned out by the pepper spray

                 Em
Some called me a monster

                  A
Things got super intense

                    G
But I don't think I did nothin' wrong,

     C                    G
Your honor I claim self-defense

                       Em    D#  D
First they talk to his cop friends

                  C        G
And then they talk to his wife

                  Em
They all said the same thing

   D#         D                   C          G
He never hurt nothin' or no one in his whole life

                         Em  D# D
They made it seem pretty obvious

      C               G
That I was the one to blame

                  Em  D# D
Even my public defender

            C                G
Didn't have all that much to say

               G
The jury comes back in

                     C
I try to look em' all in the eyes

                          G
Try to make em' feel like takin'

                             C
Another life that don't make takin'

                                            Em
The first one right and I hope that they realize

                        A
Oh make sure they understand

         G                      C  G
Just how sorry I am, things got so outta' hand