Tom Kimmel — Poetic Justice

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Capo 4

Verse 1
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 Am      Am7             F
So I was not the one you wanted
 Am                  F
You can see I'm reconciled
 Dm      Dm/C      Gsus      G
Must you be so disappointed
 Dm         Dm/C        Gsus  G
Can you not carry on in style
      Am          G/B           C
Is it too much to say we loved hard
          F                 C
'Til the world fell back in place
     C                Gsus G
And left us where we are

Chorus 1
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  C              G             G/B           Am
I feel like the king when the queen loses faith
         Am7         F                    C
And the crowd rushes in to tear down the gate
           C             G          G/B             Am
While the whole palace slept and I never rang the bell
         Am7         F                                C
Maybe that's poetic justice, but it's pretty hard to tell

Verse 2
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 Am          Am7              F
And when the fortune wheel is spinning
 Am                     F
Luck is fortune's dirty joke
 Dm    Dm/C               Gsus  G
And a players chance of winning
 Dm    Dm/C          Gsus  G
Is diminished by his hope
          Am            G/B           C
Can't you laugh just to think of the gold
       F                  C
We had running though our hands
     C            Gsus G
When we were on a roll

Chorus 2
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  C              G             G/B           Am
I feel like the king when the queen loses faith
         Am7         F                    C
And the crowd rushes in to tear down the gate
       C             G      G/B                Am
And declare what was mine I stole from someone else
         Am7         F                                C
Maybe that's poetic justice, but it's pretty hard to tell

Bridge
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             E             Am             Am7               F
It's hard to tell why the solid ground surprised us when we fell
             C                  E
It's hard to say, it's life and death
           Am            Am7               F
Or just so many bitter words beneath your breath

(Play Chorus 1, then Chorus 3...)

Chorus 3
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C               G             G/B         Am
I feel like the king when the queen loses hope
               Am7   F                       C
And the crowd rushes in to raise the gallows pole
       C                   G       E            Am
And declare what they must do, I'm doing to myself
        Am7           F                         C
Well if that's poetic justice, how can anybody tell?		
    

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