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Tom: A
Intro: A

  A                            Am
   Hey, you caught me in a coma
                            G
   And I don't think I wanna
                         Gm
   Ever come back to this world again
     F
   Kinda like it in a coma
   Fm
   'Cause no one's ever gonna
  Ab            Eb              G
   Oh, make me come back to this world again
   Now I feel as if I'm floating away
                C
   I can't feel all the pressure
   And I like it this way
   But my body's calling
   My body's calling
  Eb         Bb              D        A
   Won't ya come back to this world again
  Am
   Suspended deep in a sea of back
                 G
   I've got the light and the end
   I've got the bones on the most
   Well, I've gone sailin', I've gone sailin'
  B                  F#
   I could leave so easily
     B                C  C#   D
   While friends are calling back to me
            A
   I said they're
                           E
   They're leaving it all up to me
       G                    D
   When all I needed was clarity
    C# C
   And someone to tell me
                            A
   What the fuck is going on
                        A   C  D/A G  Gm7
   God damn it! (Zap the son of a bitch again)

  F
   Slippin' farther and farther away
        C
   It's a miracle how long we can stay
         B
   In a world our minds created
   In a world that's full of shit
  E                                         A
   Help me... Help me... Help me... Help me...

        D/A      A
   Please understand me
      B
   I'm climbin' through the wreck age
   Of all my twisted dreams
               F#
   But this cheap investigation just can't
   Stifle all my screams
             G              D
   And I'm waitin' at the crossroads
                E
   Waiting for you
   Waiting for you
                 A
   Where are you?

    A7/#11            A7/11/13
   No one's gonna bother me anymore
      A7
   No one's gonna mess with my head no more
     A7/#11                  A7/11/13
   I can't understand what all the fightin' for
             A7
   But it's so nice here down off the store
      A7/#11
   I wish you could see this
   'Cause there's nothing to see
           A7/11/13
   It's a peaceful here and it's fine with me
     A7/#11
   Not like the world where I used to live
      A7/11/13                  A7/#11 A7/11/13 A Aadd#11 A Am7 A  
   I never really wanted to live
    G A Am G Gm F Fm C G D A C Cm G F C B E A  
   (Zap him again)
   (Zap the son of a bitch again)

   A
   Ya live your life it's a coma
     Am
   So won't you tell me why we'd wanna
     G
   With all the reasons you give it's
       Gm
   It's kinda hard to believe
  F
   But who I am to teel you that I've seen
     C                            C# D#
   Any reason why you should stay
   Maybe we'd better off without you anyway

            Bm
   You got a one way ticket
            D
   On your last chance ride
          A
   Gotta one way ticket
       E
   To your suicide
          G
   Gotta one way ticket
      D                     C
   And there's no way out alive
             Em
   And all this crass communication
             G
   That has left you in the cold
        D
   Isn't much for consolation
             A
   When you feel so weak and old
         C
   But if home is where the heart is
          G
   Then there's stories to be told
          F
   No, you don't need a doctor
   No one else can heal your soul

             Am
   Got your mind in submission
        C
   Got your life on the line
        G
   But nobody pulled the trigger
         D
   They just stepped aside
         F
   They be down by the water
          C                        Bb
   While you watch'em waving goodbye
            D
   They be callin' in the morning
            F
   They be hangin' on the phone
            C
   They be waiting for the answer
             G
   But you know nobody's home
              Bb
   And when the bell's stopped ringing
       F                           Eb
   It was nobody's fault but your own
             Gm
   There were always ample warnings
             Bb
   There were always subtle signs
            F
   And you would have seen it comin'
           C
   But we gave you too much time
                 Eb
   And when you said that no one's listening
               Bb
   Why'd your best friend drop a dime
             Ab
   Sometimes we get so tired of waiting
   For a way to spend our time
            Cm
   And it's so easy to be social
            Eb
   It's so easy to be cool
         Bb
   Yeah, it's so easy to be hungry
             F
   When you ain't got shit to lose
          Ab
   And I wish that I could help you
    Eb
   With what you hope to find
      Db
   But I'm still out here waiting
   Watching reruns of my life
   When you reach the point of breaking
   Know it's gonna take sometime
   To heal the broken memories
   That another man would need
    E          F
   Just to survive