G   B      C#     A
i got a gun pointed at the rat race
got my own private road to hell
 i got a tree, it grows Money
         G              B
 but it growing old and it's winter now

       G   B      C#     A
i'm a sure fire assassin
 not so sure of what i'm meant to do
 am i meant to kill? am i meant to thrill?

            F#   A   C#   B
i'm gonna burn this city down
 this city run me around
 i'm gonna burn this town to the ground
            G          D        B
 ain't no worry, i'm all fired up

         G   B      C#     A
walk on air, thin air
 come back down to us forever
 don't leave now
 we'll rest together
         G              B
 your beating heart is down below

         G   B      C#     A
there are open wounds in the bedroom
 follow trails of his bloody gauze
       G              B
 we're all going down
 if you don't heal

       F#   A   C#   B
i'm gonna burn this city down
 this city run me around
 i'm gonna burn this town to the ground
            G          D        B
 ain't no worry, i'm all fired up

G         A        B
I'm gonna cut the chord
To the man who holds me down under him
I'm gonna cut the chord
To the man who holds me down under him
I'm gonna cut the chord, to the man
Set me free, rule my world again

       F#   A   C#   B
i'm gonna burn this city down
 this city run me around
 i'm gonna burn this town to the ground
            G          D        B
 ain't no worry, i'm all fired up