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I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth
                              Fall Out Boy
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Tabbed by:Skynyrd

I'm Pretty Sure this is 100%. Enjoy!

Tuning:Standard

   C  F7 C7 G6
E|-0--0--0--0-|
B|-1--1--1--0-|
G|-0--2--0--0-|
D|-2--3--0--0-|
A|-3--3--2--2-|
E|-x--x--3--3-|

[Intro]
C, C7, C, C7

C7                C               F7            C
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends" 
C         F7       C7             G6
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
C                F7           C                 F7
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
C               F7               C7        G6
took a shot and didn't even come close 
C            F7       C7
At trust and love and hope
        C         F7   C               C7
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it 
    Riff                 C7
and never had it at all  
        C                 F7
And the record won't stop skipping
        C                    F7
And the lies just won't stop slipping
    C               F7             C7        G6
And besides my reputation's on the line 
       C               F7          
We can fake it for the airwaves  
          C             F7         
Force our smiles, baby, half dead 
     C         F7        C7       G6               Riff   C7
From comparing myself to everyone else around me 
               C             F7                   C          F7
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
      C    F7      C7          G6
Blame everyone but me for this mess
       C             F7       C               F7
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart 
   C     F7        C7       G6
We never seemed so far 
    C          F7                        C        C7
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough  
       Riff                   C7
But we never had it at all
        C                 F7
And the record won't stop skipping  
        C                    F7
And the lies just won't stop slipping  
    C               F7             C7        G6
And besides my reputation's on the line  
       C               F7
We can fake it for the airwaves 
          C             F7
Force our smiles, baby, half dead  
        C         F7     C7       G6            C      F7
From comparing myself to everyone else around me 
C7       G6            C      F7
everyone else around me 
C7       G6            C      F7
everyone else around me 
C7       G6            C      F7       C7
everyone else around me