Intro:
   E -arpeggio-
   Am E7 Am E Am
 
Verse 1:
Am                                             Am
Have you ever died in a nightmare? Woke up surprised you hadn’t earned your fate?
Am                                                              
Have you ever felt like Atlas, threw your back out on the axis, 
        E                           Am
and collapsed and threw the planet away?
Am                                              Am
Everyone’s just blood in an ice tray. a vampire picking flowers out in the sun.
Am                                                           
Run your diagnostic tests, its posited nobody dies agnostic, 
       E              Am
but we still dial 9-1-1. Now we’re singing
 
Chorus:
Dm                    Am               E7             
Ooh, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, 
                           Am    A
am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                 Am             E7                    
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, 
               E                 Am
you’d walk the same damn miles I do.
 
Verse 2:
Am                                                   Am
We’re only tuning to the tone of the bell curve now. Ask not for whom it tolls. But
Am                                                      
With my head up in the clouds I can see so much ground, 
            E                           E7
and from up here you look like ants in a row.
Am                                     Am
It doesn’t take a killer to murder. It only takes the reason to kill.
              Am                     
We’ve all got evidence of innocence, 
                                    E
it’s ‘everything’s coincidence’ the difference twixt fate
         Am
and free will is whether you’re singing
 
Chorus:
Dm                    Am               E7             
Ooh, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, 
                           Am    A
am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                 Am             E7                    
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, 
                E                 Am
you’d walk the same damn miles I do.
 
Bridge:
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So if you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor,
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Neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door.
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The only ones in need of love are those who don’t receive enough.
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So evil ones should get a little more.
 
Chorus:
Dm                    Am               E7             
You! could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, 
                           Am     A
am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                Am           E7
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if the shoe fits would you walk that mile?
          E7                        Am
You could put it on the other foot, it’s the same size.
 

Dm                    Am               E7             
You, could you take a look at me? Am I bad, am I bad, 
                           Am     A
am I bad, am I really that bad?
Dm                Am              E7                    
Ooh, whatever you think of me; if you were in my shoes, 
            E                     Am
you’d see I wear the same size as you.
 
Outro: Am E7 Am