(Non-obvious) Chords:

  G4        D4        C9
===========   X=X========   X==========
 |   |   |   | (1) |     |   |   |   |   |   |     |   |   |   |  1  | 
 | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - | 
 |  2  |   |   |   |     |   |   |  1  |  2    |   |  2  |   |   | 
 | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - | 
3  |   |   |   |  4    |   |   |   |  3(4)   |  3  |   | (4) | 
 | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - |     | - | - | - | - | - | 

Add the note between brackets when appropriate (listen
to the record). I'm quite sure it's the right extra note,
but I'm also quite sure it should be played one octave
lower. It sounds OK 'though.


The Song:

G4 D4 C9Em

G4                  D4
 Bury the hatchet with a smile and a curse
C9                     Em
 The world is big enough for both of us
G4                     D4
 There's noone really who remembers those times
C9                Em
 When were kings of our own little worlds
G4              D4
 Was I the punk that stole your thunder
C9                Em
 Or was it all just the other way around ?

         G     D   C            Em
Now it's gone, done, the feud is over
C           Em               C     D
Funny how vendettas just turn into a bore
G    D    C           Em
Gone, done, the feud is over
  C              D           G4 D4 C9Em
I really can't be bothered anymore

So bury the hatchet with a smile and a curse
The world is big enough for both of us now
We know all how that stuff was fun while it lasted
Until we got to realize noone really cared

Now it's gone ...

  C              D           Am
I really can't be bothered anymore
%                       F                    G
 It's such a waste of my time, yeah thinking of you
            Am                     F                G
And all the stuff that I hear which may or may not be true
      Am                              Em
Well I never really liked you, probably never will
      C                         D
But I bet you can live with that fact pretty well
Am                             Em
People get to drinking, they get sentimental
C                  D             D4
Maybe I'm a bastard human after all

G4 D4 C9Em

Bury the hatchet with a smile and a curse
The world is big enough for both of us
There's noone really who remembers those times
C9                  Em (ring)
 This whole thing is just ridiculous