The Music Was to Blame

Intro AGE Verse Am G E There's nothing I can do, I guess, to feel less Am E Over the weather, feet together, stuck in the mess Am G E Maybe she's blue, I guess, but if she left Am G E Would there be anything here? Just a dripping sphere, a lonely speck Pre Chorus F Fm Em Am G Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day F G The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say Chorus C E Am F Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn G No matches left to burn C E Am F Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain G The music was to blame Instrumental AGE Verse Am G E I'm mad at the world today cause she didn't say Am G E stop or go or leave me alone I'm not in the mood Pre Chorus F Fm Em Am G Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day F G The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say Chorus F Fm Em Am Oh no, no, if you keep on marching tragic G F International shame G The stupid were to blame Pre Chorus C E Am F Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn G No matches left to burn C E Am F Sweet, sweet, terrible people, I'm saying that when the world gets turned to dust G The music's gonna stop