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It's sort of a bluesy twist
on "3 AM."
E (464444)
I pull my boots off,
Asus2 (242222)
Throw my weapon on the floor
E (464444)
I cry my eyes out
Asus2 (242222)
In my private little war
E
Well it seems I've been a soldier
(464444)
Heaven knows I've been no saint
Asus2
With my camouflage and armor
(242222)
Cold heart and grease paint
E
To you this has no meaning
(464444)
The armistice laid down
Asus2
The armies all are quiet
(242222)
And the guns don't make a sound, 'cause you..
CHORUS
E C#m7
You melted the steel walls, tore down the bobwire
Bm7 Asus2 (002100)
filled in the trenches, demanded a ceasefire
E C#m7
And now you're leavin', there's nothin' I can do
Bm7 Asus2 (002100)
I want you to know, you're gonna take me with you
2nd Verse
Well now feel the match on suicide in the foxhole of my mind
and way off in the distance, the air raid sirens whine
and they sing your song of rescue, to my tattered worn out shell
you drag me to your safety, from this my front line hill
CHORUS
(bridge)
C#m D E
The blood that was spilled in the heartache before
C#m Asus2 B E
Left on massive scars, that I never, never could ignore to you
CHORUS(acoustic only)
Fade off playing chorus part--sing "Doot dooo doot dooo doot"
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