Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:
Drums
Drums
Guitar 1
Overdriven Guitar
Guitar 2
Overdriven Guitar
Guitar 3
Overdriven Guitar
Bass
Acoustic Bass
Voice 1
Oboe
Voice 2
Oboe
Scream and Backvoice
English Horn
Текст
You turn me o-ff by the push off a bu-tton And you pre-te-nd that I don't mean no-thing I'm not a saint, that's ea-sy to tell But guess what, ho-ney, it ain't no an-gel You like to scre-am these words as a wea-pon Well go a-he-ad take your best shot wo-man I wan-na leave you it's ea-sy to see But guess what, ho-ney, it's not that ea-sy We get so com-pli-cat-ed These fing-ers full of me-mo-ries So rip my pic-tures from your wall Tear them down and burn them all Light the fi-re and walk away There's no-thing left to say s-o Take the a-shes from the floor Bu-ry them to just make su-re That no-thing more is left of me Just bi-tter-sweet me-mo-rie-s Me-mo-rie-s I wan-na ru-n and e-scape from your pri-son But when I le-ave I feel some-thing is mi-ssing i'm not a-fraid that's ea-sy to tell This cant be hea-ven it feels like i'm in hell You're like a dru-g that I can't stop ta-king I want mo-re and I can't stop cra-ving I still want you it's ea-sy to see But guess what, ho-ney, you're not that good fo-r me We get so com-pli-cat-ed These fing-ers full of me-mo-ries So rip my pic-tures from your wall Tear them down and burn them all Light the fi-re and walk away There's no-thing left to say s-o Take the a-shes from the floor Bu-ry them to just make su-re That no-thing more is left of me Just bi-tter-sweet me-mo-ries Just bi-tter-sweet me-mo-ries We get so com-pli-cat-ed These fing-ers full of me-mo-ries We get so com-pli-cat-ed com-pli-cat-ed com-pli-cat-ed So rip my pic-tures from your wall Tear them down and burn them all Light the fi-re and walk away There's no-thing left to say s-o Take the a-shes from the floor Bu-ry them to just make su-re That no-thing more is left of me Just bi-tter-sweet me-mo-ries There's no-thing left to say There's no-thing left to say