Handguns - Disenchanted Chords

[Intro]
Am F C G  x2
 
 
[Verse 1]
C
  Just like a wrecking ball swinging
                       G
through a second story window
F
Everything is in pieces my eyes
                  C
just can't believe I feel the
 
undertow pulling hard never
             G     F
letting go I can't fight this
                         G
sinking feeling Hate the hands
 
that they've been dealing
 
 
[Refrain 1]
Am            G/B
  Instill the image of a
F    Am         G/B
saint  Into the heads of
    C              G
the people you hate
 
 
[Chorus 1]
C               F
Lost my way and all my faith
    Am
The only thing that I believed
          G
in turned out to be something
                 C
so different and All I have
F                  Am
left in me is some paper and
  G            F
a microphone A sore throat
      G
and a broken home
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
Am F C G
 
then
C
 
 
[Verse 2]
C
  On the opposing team out
for blood not playing clean
        F
Racking up the penalties
I don't watch my mouth I
    G          C
say what I mean Been doing
this since nineteen What makes
you think that you know anything
          F
yeah It's you who fuels the anger
          G
for these words I put on paper
 
 
[Refrain 2]
Am               G/B
  Thick skin but I can see
F          Am      G/B
through you  Vomit lies while
    C                 G
you choke on the truth
 
 
[Chorus 2]
C               F
Lost my way and all my faith
    Am
The only thing that I believed
          G
in turned out to be something
                 C
so different and All I have
F                  Am
left in me is some paper and
  G            F
a microphone A sore throat
      G
and a broken home
 
 
[Bridge]
Am C G Am F
          I won't forget that first
        Am C G Am F
December           I felt alive for
                    Am C G
the first time ever Disappointment
          G Am F    Am   C
swallowed me    and sent me
G             Am   F    Am F G#
right back on the street
 
 
[Chorus 3]
C               F
Lost my way and all my faith
    Am
The only thing that I believed
          G
in turned out to be something
                 C
so different and All I have
F                  Am
left in me is some paper and
  G            F
a microphone A sore throat
      G
and a broken home
 
 
[Outro]
    Am
The reason for my disenchantment
F
I know you'll take this for granted
C
Bled me dry of all my passion
     G
This didn't go the way I planned it
    Am
The reason for my disenchantment
F
I know you'll take this for granted
C
Bled me dry of all my passion
     Em            G             Am G F
This didn't go the way I planned it