• Song:

    The Hound

  • Artist:

    Coheed and Cambria

Coheed & Cambria
The Hound (Of Blood & Rank)
Good Apollo Im Burning Star IV Vol. 2: No World For Tomorrow


VERSE 1
Em (022000@1)          D (xx0232@1)                    AmWas (x02210@1)it in the cold of that knife you screwed?
       CIn (x32010@1)the heart of the enduring
Em (022000@1)            D (xx0232@1)                   Am'Cause (x02210@1)when you opened that door, you knew,
                 Cwell (x32010@1)now there'd be no returning
Em (022000@1)       D (xx0232@1)                Amor (x02210@1)room to mourn what we have lost
   Cto (x32010@1)wait while the willing
Em (022000@1)          D (xx0232@1)              AmAs (x02210@1)you're the Hound of Blood & Rank,
                    Cand (x32010@1)boy, you've got another thing coming.


PRE CHORUS
Em (022000@1)                       Am (x02210@1)          GCome (320003@1)on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me.
Em (022000@1)                      Am (x02210@1)        GAs (320003@1)though you want it to. Come on and set me free.


CHORUS
                       C (x32010@1)                                AmI'll (x02210@1)dig it till we've made your grave. Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
                   C (x32010@1)                            AmI'll (x02210@1)cut it 'til I carve it out and stick it in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.
        C (x32010@1)                        AmWhy (x02210@1)the bother, you're no brother. You're the wrong I need.
        C (x32010@1)                    ABoy, (x02220@1)we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me.

VERSE 2
Em (022000@1)                   D (xx0232@1)                         AmPut (x02210@1)'em up against the wall, now they're all of no use to you.
          C (x32010@1)                  Em (022000@1)           D (xx0232@1)          AmGod, (x02210@1)it's time for the curing, only you're in for that big refuse.
         C (x32010@1)                              Em (022000@1)       DSuprise, (xx0232@1)boy! This tide's come a turning. No room to mourn what you have 
Amlost. (x02210@1)       C (x32010@1)                        Em (022000@1)        D (xx0232@1)                AmOn, (x02210@1)no waiting while the willing, poor little hound of blood and rank,
    Cwho (x32010@1)deserves every ounce of what's coming.

OUTRO
CWe (x32010@1)caught you on the wrong side of lying,
Amwithin (x02210@1)the dust we left you dying
Cif (x32010@1)only words can keep you hiding.
AmWell (x02210@1)go on, cowards we've offed you, cowards we've offed you.
C (x32010@1)                   AmIt's (x02210@1)all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.
C (x32010@1)                   AmIt's (x02210@1)all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.
C (x32010@1)                   AmIt's (x02210@1)all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.


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