[Intro]
C
[Strophe]
C 
Somewhere along the way my hopefulness turned to sadness 
G 
Somewhere along the way my sadness turned to bitterness 
D 
Somewhere along the way my bitterness turned to anger 
G 
Somewhere along the way my anger turned to vengeance
[Strophe]
    C 
And the ones that I make pay 
  
Are never the ones who deserve it 
    G 
and the ones who deserve it they'll never understand it 
    D 
Yes, I know I am going to hell in a purple basket 
    G 
At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket
[Refrain]
G                  C Em D 
How could you be Oh 
               G   C Em D 
So perfect for me? Oh 
               G   C Em D 
Why can't you ignore Oh 
               G   C Em D 
The things I did before?
[Strophe]
C 
Somewhere along the way exacting vengeance gave excitement 
G 
Somewhere along the way that excitement turned to pleasure 
D 
Somewhere along the way that pleasure turned to madness 
G 
Sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain
[Strophe]
C 
And the ones that I made pay were never ones who deserved it 
G 
Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them 
D 
Yes, I know I am going to hell in a leather jacket 
G 
At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket
[Strophe]
C 
All that I can do now is sing a song of faded glory 
G 
And all you got to do is sit there look great and make them horny 
D 
Together we will sing songs and tell exaggerated stories 
G 
About the way we feel today, and tonight and in the morning
[Refrain]
G                  C Em D 
How could you be Oh 
               G   C Em D 
So perfect for me? Oh 
               G   C Em D 
Why can't you ignore Oh 
               G   C Em D 
The things I did before?
[Strophe]
D 
And take all your fears 
D 
And pretend they're all true 
D 
And take all your plans 
D 
And pretend they fell through 
D                    G     C Em D 
And that's what it's like, Oh 
                 G             C      Em      D 
That's what it's like for most people in this world
[Pont]
                G    C Em D 
The rich or the poor Oh 
           G    C Em D 
Muslims or Jews Oh 
               G        C Em D 
When roles are reversed Oh 
             G   C   Em D 
Opinions are too No, oh oh
[Outro]
                         G   C Em D 
That's all I'm gonna say now 
                                     G   C Em D 
Before they come knockin' on my door now
[Outro]
G C Em D G C Em D G