Intro: A F#m A F#m 

[Verse1]

A                          F#m 
I was wonderin' how you're feelin, I thought I 
        D            E7 
saw you kneelin, and holdin' your guts last night. 
A                        F#m 
You looked like you were prayin', but I heard someone 
D              E7         Ddim7
sayin, you had been in an awful fight. 
D                A               E 
You get the worst of it every time, 
D         A              E 
lashing out with no reason or rhyme. 
F#m               B7                           D 
To lose all this rage at so tender an age, 
                            E7 
little baby, growing up in a rat cage. 

[Chorus]

A                     F#m 
Are you ready for the fallout? Who ya gonna 
D                      E7 
call out? When does it finally comes to blows? 
A                    F#m 
I think that you're forgettin', the blood that 
            D               E7        Ddim7    D 
you've been lettin' has a price on it no one knows. 
           A         E        D 
You may be sufferin' in your sleep, 
           A          E       F#m 
you may be gettin' in way too deep. 
                B7                     D 
And you may not care for advice that I share, 
                              E        
but if you want it, then I'll be there. 

[Break]

D                           A         E 
Soon, you will learn how to swallow a tear, 
D                             F#m
so, when you are old, you can cry in your beer. 
           D             C#7            F#m           B7 
Do you spit at the face starin' back at the mirror, 
          D                 E 
do you have any self-respect? 

[Guitar Solo over verse chords]

A      F#m       D         E7

A      F#m       D         E7    Ddim7

[Repeat Break]

D                           A         E 
Soon, you will learn how to swallow a tear, 
D                             F#m
so, when you are old, you can cry in your beer. 
       D           C#7          F#m         B7 
Do you spit at the face starin' back at the mirror, 
          D                 E 
do you have any self-respect? 

F                        G 
So what the hell did you expect? 

[Chorus]

A                     F#m 
Are you ready for the fallout? Who ya gonna 
D                      E7 
call out? When does it finally comes to blows? 
A                    F#m 
I think that you're forgettin', the blood that 
            D               E7        Ddim7    D 
you've been lettin' has a price on it no one knows. 
           A         E        D 
You may be sufferin' in your sleep, 
           A          E       F#m 
you may be gettin' in way too deep. 
                B7                     D 
And you may not care for advice that I share, 
                              E        
but if you want it, then I'll be there. 

[Chorus to Fade]

A                     F#m                   D         E7 
Are you ready for the fallout, who ya gonna call out? x4