• Song:

    Richard Divine

  • Artist:

    Frank Turner

Intro:
F#5


Verse 1:
F#5                                         B5            
Richard Divine made up his mind to take the last few steps to
E5                                               F#5
the bathroom door from his bedroom floor and to lock himself in.
F#5                                              B5
Steady young hands, meticulous plans, disposable razors and a
E5                                                            F#5
blisterpack filled with strong sleeping pills, and a bath of hot water.



Chorus 1:
A5                             C#5                 D5
   He said hes not for sale, said that he felt hounded,
            B5                                           F#5    F5
crowded and surrounded by this life he didnt choose.


Verse 2:
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He carefully wrote a funerary note on his best writing paper
E5                                                            F#5          F5
to set out the facts, and sealed it with wax, and left it in the kitchen.
F#5                                                     B5
He left it out so his parents would know what there was waiting for them
E5                                              F#5
pale cold skin and blood seeping in to the landing carpet.


Chorus 2:
A5                            C#5                 D5
   He said hes not for sale, said that he felt hounded,
                 B5                                    A5
crowded and surrounded by this life he didnt choose.
                C#5                          D5
But everybody plays this game on a daily basis.
                                 B5
Theyre not heroes, theyre survivors,

and its not Shakespearian if they lose.


Bridge:  F#5  E5   D5  C#5  (not sure)

F#5                                               E5
So do what you want,do what you want, do what the voices tell you,
D5                                                 C#5
but don?t ever say, dont ever say that we didnt warn you
                        F#5   F5 F#5    F5 F#5   F5 F#5
Because we warned you.


Chorus 3:
A5                        C#5                             D5
    He said hes not for sale, but he bought into his failure.
                         B5
Hes telling tales that hammer nails right into open palms.
A5                   C#5                       D5
   A martyr in reverse, he?s best at being worst,
                      B5
the rest of us are cursed but we keep calm and we carry on.


Outro:  F#5   C#5  D5  E5     F#5  C#5  D5
E5
   So Richard, here it is:
A5                        C#5                         D5
   None of us are blameless, huddled here like strangers,
                     E5                        
shameless in our lists of all the changes we say we need.
A5                         C#5
    But I think that you knew that,
                         D5                                  Eb5 (?) B5      
you cant pretend its news that when you cut yourself youll bleed.
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