CLike (x32010@1)Chaucer's
ECanterbury (022100@1)Tales
     AWhen (x02220@1)three men find a pot of gold
           Fand (133211@1)end up killing one another in the name of greed
CHORUS
C (x32010@1)  E (022100@1)        A (x02220@1)    F (133211@1)Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them
Well they're poison, yeah they're poison

Admissions of liabilities
I'm living in my own private cold war
In a room full of spies and I cannot find the door

CHORUS

The violent aspects of a tattered man
Let me respond to that if I can
Illuminated Manuscripts written by hand
Accusations have been made form the very beginning

CHORUS
                           CB A#A
Yeah, you're fucking poison