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Capo 4
Intro
G D Cmaj7 (x3)
Em7 Cmaj7
Am Cmaj7
G D Cadd9
Didn't i hear you say your heart's made out of steel
G D Cadd9
No one's gonna get so close, no one's gonna know how you feel
Em7
Now you're a punch drunk sycophant, a little s.o.b.
Cadd9 Am G
You say your mind is made up, isn't that the way that it's supposed to be
G D Cadd9
And it's a long way down
G D Cadd9
And it's a long, long way down
G D Cadd9
Walking that tall your head is gonna trip your feet
G D Cadd9
Walking with the devil's fine, just don't call it looking for sympathy
Em7 Cadd9
When it's four a.m. and mister you can't sleep
Em7 Cadd9
'Cause your blood's still rushing at cocaine speed
Em7 Cadd9
And you know all that you need's a little baby to say
Cadd9 Am G
Aaah mister cool down won't you let me fade those blues away
G D Cadd9
And it's a long way down
G D Cadd9
And it's a long, long way down
Em7 G
And when you hit the ground you're gonna know about it
D Cadd9
G D Cadd9
Mister let's you and me see if we can't make a deal
I'll give you the world and all you've gotta do is cry for me
Bb F ? ?
The reason it's a cliché is because it's true
The harder you climb, the harder you fall, and that means you
So mister hard head, hard nose, hard as steel
You're just a punch drunk sycophant, a little s.o.b.
And it's a long, it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground you're gonna know about-it
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