Chords
[Verse 1]
E Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
E Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
C#m Feeling rich, feeling poor, feeling nothing more
Self destructive on a rollercoaster fireball A
Cut her tongue, don't believe a word she says
E She's on a hunt, cooking Bcooking cooking misery
C#m Let my heart on the shelf for way too long
Sick and tired, picking up from the dirty floor A
I saw the line of snakes that came to me B
B So innocent Ewas the days
[Chorus]
The taste of good C#mmemories
A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
[Verse 2]
C#m No more broken dreams
I feel like a loaded gun
Spitting bullets at your armor of mind control A
Cut her tongue, don't believe a word she says
E She's on a hunt, cooking Bcooking cooking misery
C#m Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right
Can't call the doctor, he's as sick as you and I A
I saw the line of snakes that came to me B
B So innocent Ewas the days
[Chorus]
The taste of good C#mmemories
A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
So innocent Ewas the days
The taste of good C#mmemories
A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you E
[Verse 3]
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over, my friends, count along
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends
'Til it's over that thing called love
[Solo]
C#m A E C#m
A B
So innocent Ewas the days
[Chorus]
The taste of good C#mmemories
A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
So innocent Ewas the days
The taste of good C#mmemories
A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you E C#m A
[Outro]
Please let it grow, where it belongs
There in the dark where the shadows are born
Leave it alone. I'm sure it will find its way
to redeem and blossom
'Cause I know, the black rose will find its home
