Chords for Hollywood Undead - Apologize [Lyrics]

[D] _ _ [A] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [C] _
[Dm] _ _ [A] _ [C] _ [D] _ [F] _ [G] [D] We don't apologize, and that's just the way it is
But we can harmonize, even if we sound like [Dm] shit
So drop [D] your size, you bitches better keep it pissed
We've been idolized, low miles for all the kids
For all the kids
You heard us before, but that was just a little sample
We're back for [A] more, here to [D] set a worse example
Chop it up, white shop, let's begin
Big wolves lining up and storing little pigs
Still drunk and we're doing it again
With a huff and a [A] puff, I'm blowing [C] burn down your [D] shit
Murdered out, bitch, black grin, still white skin
You know I'm hard to kill, for real, I'm moving in
I'm putting 22 [F] down while I'm puking up [D] blood
You know I'm here to stay, well fuck, I'm gonna die hard
Now my glossy's getting big and my bossy's getting bigger
It's 188 minus 1, you know the figure
And they don't apologize, and bullshit's the way it [A] is
[D] But we can [Am] harmonize, even if [Dm] we sound like shit
So drop your size, [D] you bitches better keep it pissed
We've been idolized, low miles for all the kids
For all the kids
It's easy to be drunk when it's hard to be sober
I'm gonna steal your leash, Rover, and pull police over
I'm a mean smoker who reeks of weed odor
Certified street soldier, devil on your teen smoker
Don't advise [A] seeing over, he pees at [D] sleepovers
He asks his sister out just so he can cheat on her
What a creep, loner, shit, I put in snake blower
You just got a mean boner from a Charlie's in poker
If we're popping the wheelies, [G] cause I'm jacking [D] your bike
Got my middle [Eb] finger raised as I'm running [Dm] red lights
I know you punch him in the dick at the end of a fight
And I'll never say I'm sorry [D] at the end of the night
We don't apologize, and that's just the way it is
But we can harmonize, even if we sound [Dm] like shit
So drop your size, [D] you bitches better keep it pissed
We've been idolized, low miles for all the kids
For all the kids
So many [F] dollars stuffed [D] in my wallet
Chainsaw bling, yeah, you know that I'm a baller
We can take the blame cause your parents don't wanna
They roll their cross with your marijuana
How can I run [F] when the pigs [D] got a gaffer?
I got a gun, [F] but they got a [D] lot of
Shooting at the sky with a motherfucking sorter
God bless the Catholic, forgive me, father
Now what's a man to do when another holds a bribe-o?
Vatican's [Dm] fluid me, holding me liable
Infections of a kid and they call him suicidal
Touchy touchy sinner, [D] but we call him a child
How can you blame him?
A playground of dealing
The [F] mother's still buying, the father's still [G] preaching
Now it's up to me cause no one's gonna teach him
Now nobody, nobody [D] needs him
Means I wanna apologize, [C] and [D] that's just the way it is
But we can harmonize, even if we sound like [Dm] shit
So drop your size, [C] you bitches better [D] keep it pissed
We've been idolized, low miles for all the kids