Title: Radio
Subtitle:
Artist: Alkaline Trio
Album: Maybe I'll Catch Fire
Author: Tyler Finley (apecakes@punkhardcore.net)
Copyright:
Tabled by:
Instructions:
Notices: I added drums, and improved upon someone elses
.gp3, so they get all
the credit really.

Tempo: 116 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 129

Lyric

Shaking like a dog shitting razorblades
Waking up next to nothing
After dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved

While you're taking your time with apologies
I'm making my plans for revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge

I'd drive straight off the edge

Taking your own life with boredom
I'm taking my own life with wine
It helps you to rule out the sorrow,
It helps me to empty my mind

Making the most of a bad time
I'm smoking the brains from my head
Leaving the coal calling the kettle black
And orange and red

This kettle is seeing red

I've got a big fat fucking bone to pick
With you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick
And tired of trying
I wish you
Would take my radio to bathe with you
Plugged in and ready to fall

Shaking like a dog shitting razorblades
Waking up next to nothing
After dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved

While you're taking your time with apologies
I'm planning out my revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge

I'm seeing red

I've got a big fat fucking bone to pick
With you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick
And tired of trying
I wish you
Would take my radio to bathe with you
Plugged in and ready to fall