[Intro]
| A E D|x6
[Strophe]
A            E                    D 
  Why do you  look at me when you   hate me? 
A              E                      D 
  Why should I   look at you when you   make me hate you too? 
A            E          D 
  I sense a    smell of  retribution in the air 
A                E                    D 
   I don't even    understand why the   fuck you even care 
B                        E 
   And I don't need your   jealousy yeah 
B                           E 
   Why drag me down in your   misery
[Pont]
|A Bb|x4   D
[Strophe]
A              E                         D  
  And when you   stare you don't think I    feel it 
A                E                        D 
   But I'm gonna   deal it back to you in   spades 
A                E                        D 
  When I'm havin'   fun ya know I can't    conceal it 
A                            E             D 
   'cause I know you'd never    cut in my    game, oh no 
B                                   E 
   And when you're talkin' about a    vasectomy, yeah 
B                             E 
   I'll be writin' down your    obituary...history!
[Pont]
|A Bb|x4   D
[Pont]
              B  
You got your   bitches with the silicone injections 
D 
  Crystal meth and yeast infections 
A 
  Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections 
B 
  Who are you to criticize my intentions? 
          B 
Got your    subtle manipulative devices 
D 
  Just like you I got my vices 
A 
  I got a thought that would be nice 
             B                                    C# 
I'd like to   crush your head tight in my vice...   pain!!
[Strophe]
A                             E  
   And that goes for all you    punks in the press 
              D 
That want to   start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said 
            A          E                        D 
That means    you Andy   Secher at Hit Parader,   Circus Magazine 
                      A               E 
Mick Wall at Kerrang,   Bob Guccione    jr. at Spin 
          D 
What you    pissed off 'cause your dad gets more pussy than you? 
A                   E 
  Fuck you! suck my   fuckin' dick! 
        D 
You be   rippin' off the fuckin' kids 
                                                B 
While they be payin' their hard earned money to
 B
read about the bands they want to know about
[Pont]
          E 
Printin'    lies, startin' controversy 
                            B 
You want to antagonize me?    Antagonize me motherfucker! 
                 E 
Get in the ring    motherfucker! and I'll kick your bitchy little ass, punk!!!
[Pont]
| A/Bb |x4 
| B/C |x4
[Solo]
C#
[Outro]
C#  
    I don't like you, I just hate you 
	                F#         D#          G#       
I'm gonna kick your    ass, oh    yeah! oh    yeah!

  C# D  x8 


B                      E 
  You may not like our   integrity yeah 
B                          E 
  We built a world out of    anarchy oh yeah! 

 

 
[Intro]
A   E   D

A   E   D
And in this corner, weighing in at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!
[Intro]
A   E   D 
 
 
 
 
 
And in this corner, weighing in at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!
[Outro]
A   E   D
Get in the ring
A   E   D
 
 
Get in the ring
A   E   D 
 
Get in the ring
A   E   D 
 
Get in the ring....
This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking shit
And to all those opposed...hmm...well...