And Vandalism

INTRO
D / D / E7 / E7 / Gsus2 / Gsus2 / Bb / A
VERSE 1
D                 Em7                                       D
   I know this guy,  if I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream.
D                              Am/C                                 G
Some sit and wait for the ride      while others become the scene.
                                  Em7                               G
And he can see a Wednesday morning   like others see Friday night.
                      Em7           A7sus4               D
It's all an open book,    it's just how you vandalise.
VERSE 2
D                        Em7                                   D
A double on the shirttail    while the rest of us split on the seams.
                         Am/C
He talks about Art Blakey      and I pretend to know what he means..
 G                                Em7                              G
    So now it's three gigs a night   while your girl digs up the UAE.
                             Em7     A7sus4
And burn up like a matchstick,   the whole damn city can see.
CHORUS
D                 Am/C                  Em7                      A7sus4
   Do do do do do do     Do do do do do do  Do do do do do do
VERSE 3
D                         Em7                           D
  The sun caught me hiding   just enough for someone to see
                          Am/C
My heart in my hands, the tracks of my glands cracking through the grit in my teeth
G                      Em7                                   G
  So when did you decide   that there's only so much you can lose?
                     Em     A                                 D
The best choices come       just when there's nothing left to choose
CHORUS
D                 Am/C                  Em7                      A7sus4
   Do do do do do do     Do do do do do do  Do do do do do do
D                 Am/C                  Em7                      A7sus4
   Do do do do do do     Do do do do do do  Do do do do do do
BRIDGE
       Bm                      E7
So you blow up letterboxes and chlorine bombs
              G                    Gm
'cause it's a weekend blitz on the dicks who just can't whistle the tune
Bm       E7                   G                     Gm
Yeah and hit while I sit here on my hands measuring compliments with a spoon
Bm         E7            G           Gm
   And I'm never too far away.
D                 Em7                                      D
   I know this guy,  if I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream.
D                              Am/C
Some sit and wait for the ride      while others become the scene.