The Killers - Hot Fuss

The Killers
Mr. Brightside

Hot Fuss • 2004
C  C/B  F

C                 C/B
Coming out of my cage   
                          F
And I've been doing just fine  
F 
Gotta gotta be down
F 
Because I want it all
C                     C/B
It started out with a kiss
                         F
How did it end up like this? 
F 
It was only a kiss
F 
It was only a kiss
C                 C/B
Now I'm falling asleep
                     F
And she's calling a cab  
F 
While he's having a smoke
F 
And she's taking the drag
C                    C/B
Now they're going to bed
                   F
And my stomach is sick    
F 
And it's all in my head
F 
But she's touching his

   Am
  Сhest now 
                     G
  He takes off her dress now
         F
  Let me go
  Am
  I just can't look
        G
  It's killing me
       F
  And taking control 

    C
    Jealousy
    F               Am
    Turning saints into the sea
    G                      C
    Swimming through sick lullabies
    F               Am
    Choking on your alibis
    G                  C
    But it's just the price I pay
    F          Am
    Destiny is calling me
    G          C     Fmaj7
    Open up my eager eyes
    Am               G
    ‘Cause I'm Mr. Brightside 

C  Fadd9  Am   G
C  Fadd9  Am   G

C                    C/B
I'm coming out of my cage  
                          F
And I've been doing just fine  
F 
Gotta gotta be down
F 
Because I want it all
C                     C/B
It started out with a kiss
                         F
How did it end up like this?     
F 
It was only a kiss
F 
It was only a kiss
C                C/B
Now I'm falling asleep
                     F
And she's calling a cab  
F 
While he's having a smoke
F 
And she's taking the drag
C                    C/B
Now they're going to bed
                   F
And my stomach is sick 
F 
And it's all in my head
F 
But she's touching his

   Am
  Сhest now 
                     G
  He takes off her dress now
         F
  Let me go
  Am
    'Cause I just can't look
        G
  It's killing me
       F
  And taking control

    C
    Jealousy
    F              Am
    Turning saints into the sea
    G                      C
    Swimming through sick lullabies
    F                Am
    Choking on your alibies
    G                  C
    But it's just the price I pay
    F          Am
    Destiny is calling me
    G           C     Fmaj7
    Open up my eager eyes
    Am               G
    ‘Cause I'm Mr. Brightside 

C  Fadd9  Am   G
C  Fadd9  Am   G

   C    F  Am  G
I never
   C    F  Am  G
I never
   C    F  Am  G
I never
   C    F  Am  G
I never

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