Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

INTRO
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G                      C
The phone, it has been ringing
D                 G
  Ringing off the hook
        G  
And the creditors have said
     C                            D
That all of your debts have grown legs
                        G
And are running off the books
   G           C
Correctional facilities
D                        G
  Sure, I'll accept your calls
        G  
But the tales have grown tall
        C                        
And the till isn't at all
                   D                    G
And tears are only bread crumbs for the crooks
       Em               Am
And my pay check, it is bleeding
         G        C
But it's fight or flight
    G         C                 Am
The exit from debt could be the entrance
         C
Into paradise
          G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Into paradi-yi-i-yi-ise
    G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Paradi-yi-i-yi-ise


G                  C
What are you doing daytimes?
D                            G
Shooting out your windows, I bet
        G  
But the flocks of your dreams
          C    
Know that it's hunting season
       D                        G
It's a joke that you'll never get
               G                  C
Because wooden ducks, they do not bleed
D                G
  And try as you might
         G               
The only goose that you'll bite
             C
Is the goose egg you call your wife
         D                          G
When the bars announce it's closing time
       Em                 Am
And my heart, it is still beating
         G        C
But it's fight or flight
     G              C       Am
The exit from loneliness is not necessarily
                      C
The entrance into paradise
          G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Into paradi-yi-i-yi-ise
    G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Paradi-yi-i-yi-ise


   G                                 C
Of all the men I've known who've had money
D                G
  I like you the most
              G
Because every dollar you invent
            C
You're even more hell-bent
           D                         G
On risking life and limb for another toast
             G            C
When we were falling into puddles
D                          G
  I knew you had it in for me
           G
Scraped my face on the ground
      C
Until blood was down me
        D                     G
From my nose to the hem of my jeans
       Em                 Am
And my heart, it is still beating
         G        C
But it's fight or flight
     G              C   
The exit from loneliness
             Am                C
Could be the entrance into paradise
          G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Into paradi-yi-i-yi-ise
    G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Paradi-yi-i-yi-ise
    G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am
Paradi-yi-i-yi-ise
    G    G/A  G/B      C  C/B  Am          C
Paradi-yi-i-yi-ise