Devil Makes Three - The Bullet Chords

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_ [G] _ _ [A] _ [G] _ [Am] _ Well, I opened [G] up a shop [A] at the [G] age of [Am] 19, stealing [G] anything the eye [Am] could see.
They said, gather [G] around you people, [A] [G] anything [Am] you need.
I'll keep my name [G] on your lips and put the word out [A] on the street.
And I will [Am] write to my fingers, they are down [Dm] to the [G] bone.
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Wander till [C] I can't [Am] remember my [Dm] own home.
[Am]
Drink till [C] I don't know [Am] the meaning [Dm] of alone.
Until [A] that bullet _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _
flies to carry [Am] me home.
_ Till that bullet flies, that bullet [C] flies, that bullet flies, that bullet [Em] flies, that bullet flies to carry [Am] me home.
_ Well, he never ever [G] smiled, [A] but he [G] always [Am] seemed pleased.
Said I'll [G] never live [A] down upon [G] my [Am] abandoned knees.
Said I'll see [G] the game, and the game it [Am] sees me.
And we [Dm] will dance [Em] until they bury [Am] me. _ _ _
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_ [D] _ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
_ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ So I will rise [G] like the ashes [A] from a [G] building as [Am] it burned.
Screaming all [G] my enemies, [A] you'll [G] all [Am] have your turn.
The more [G] pain I feel, the less [Am] that it hurts.
The more I [G] move on, [A] the [G] more [Am] I am sure that I will write [C] to my fingers, [Am] they are down [Dm] to the bone.
[Am]
Wander [C] till I can't [Am] remember my [Dm] own home.
[Am]
Drink till I don't know the meaning [D] of alone.
[Am] Until that bullet [Em] flies to carry [Am] me home.
_ Till that bullet flies, that bullet flies, that [C] bullet flies, that bullet [Em] flies, that bullet flies to carry [Am] me home.
_ Till that bullet flies, that bullet [C] flies, that bullet flies, [Em] that bullet flies, that bullet flies to carry me home.
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