Cm I might not be a saint G But if you're looking for a freak, Ab To light an effigy outside your gates, G Cm Well, I guess I could be weirdo of the week, Is it such a sin to indulge? G My wicked ways won't flaunt your woes, Ab But if you feel that social friction G It's cause you put your faith in fiction Ab Bb So kick and scream all you want, G G Ab And burn down my favourite haunts, yeah Bb Cm We'll see who's laughing in the end G If you're trying to break me down then go ahead, I've got some time I can waste, Ab You haters go hating cause I've got the patience G And a song I can sing at your wake, Cm I won't let your dirty hands beat me, "Get off of me, xxxx you!" G Keep screaming punk I'll bet this chainsaw can cut through G Whoops! I guess I should have known better G Than ever letting anyone see my true face, yeah Ab Bb So kick and scream all you want, G G Ab And burn down my favourite haunts, yeah Bb Cm G We'll see who's laughing in the e-nd Ab G Light up the funeral pyre, Cm? Bb Cause you know what you get when you play with fire Ab G Cm We'll see who's laughing in the end Cm G Ab I can't hold on your fingers are gripping me too tight, Cm G Ab It won't be long, I think that I'm losing the fight Cm G Ab I can't hold on your fingers are gripping me too tight, -No coming back from the dead, we're just ghosts in the end- Cm G Ab Cm G Ab I might be wrong, so why does it feels so right? Ab Bb So kick and scream all you want, G G Ab And burn down my favourite haunts, yeah Bb Cm G We'll see who's laughing in the e-nd Ab G Light up the funeral pyre, Cm? Bb Cause you know what you get when you play with fire Ab G Cm We'll see who's laughing in the end -We'll see, oh oh oh- G Ab G Cm We'll see who's laughing in the end
