Last resort
(Listen to midi)
(Em) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - (C) - - - - - - - (D) - - - -
1. Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort.
Em - D C D
Suffocation, no breathing, don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding.
Em – D - C D Em – D - C - D
This is my last resort.
Em D C
2. Cut my life into pieces, I’ve reached my last resort,
D
suffocation, no breathing.
Em D
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding.
C D
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Em D
Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
C D
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might.
Em D C D
Mutilation outta sight, and I’m contemplating suicide.
Em C
Cuz I’m losing my sight, losing my mind,
D
wish somebody would tell me I’m fine.
Em C
Losing my sight, losing my mind
D Em – D - C – D
wish somebody would tell me I’m fine.
Em D
2. I never realized I was spread too thin,
C D
till it was too late, and I was empty within. Hungry!
Em D
Feeding on chaos, and living in sin,
C D
downward spiral, where do I begin?
Em D
It all started when I lost my mother,
C D
no love for myself, and no love for another.
- Em D
Searching to find a love up on a higher level,
- C D
finding nothing but questions and devils. + CHORUS
Em C G D - Em C G-D
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine. I’m running and I’m crying
Em D C D C D C Em Em – D – C – D (2x)
I’m crying. I’m crying. I’m crying. I’m crying.
Em D - C D
3. Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort,
Em - D C D
suffocation, no breathing, don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding.
Em D
Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
C D
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might.
Em D C D
Mutilation outta sight, and I’m contemplating suicide. + CHORUS
Em C G D - Em C G-D
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine. I’m running and I’m crying
Em – C – D Em – C – D Em – C - D
Em – C D Em - C D
I can’t go on living this way.
Em – C D - Em
Nothing’s all - right !
(Papa Roach)