C                                                                                    G
Screen falling off the door, Door hanging off the hinges
                                                                         Am     
My feet are still sore, My back is on the fringes
                                                                G      
We tore up the walls, We slept on couches
                                                                C   
We lifted this house, We lifted this house

C               
Coming out of my cage  
                                           F
And I've been doing just fine
                   
Gotta gotta be down
                               C
Because I want it all 

                                                                   G
Fire-crackers in the east, My car parked south
                                                                                      Am
Your hands on my cheeks, Your shoulder in my mouth
                                                                   G 
I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine

We rattle this town, We rattle this

C                     
It started out with a kiss
                                        F 
How did it end up like this?
                
It was only a kiss
                       C
It was only a kiss

                           C
Now I'm falling asleep
                                   F
And she's calling a cab
                      
While he's having a smoke
                                        C
And she's taking the drag 
                                        C
Now they're going to bed
                                     F
And my stomach is sick
                   
And it's all in my head
                                         Am
But she's touching his chest now 
                                 G
He takes off her dress now
               F
Let me go
                    C
Oh, Anna Sun!
F                   C       G
Oh, Anna Sun!

Am            
And I just can't look
      G
It's killing me
       F                         G
And taking control 

C
Jealousy
F                         Am
Turning saints into the sea
G                                     C
Turning through sick lullaby
F                 Am
Joking on your alibi
G                            C
But it's just the price I pay
F                    Am
Destiny is calling me
G                       C                 F
Open up my eager eyes

                           C
Oh, Anna Sun!
F                         C     G
Oh, Anna Sun!

Am                                       F
What do you know? This house is falling apart
C                                    G
What can I say?  This house is falling apart
Am                                        F
We got no money, but we got heart
G
We're gonna 

G                         C               F
Open up my eager eyes
Am        G        
I'm Mr. Brightside