G
I burned my Sunday clothes 
Em
Thought I had found my gold 
D               C               G
But here I sit, picking up the pieces 
G
And I've given up my hope
E 
replaced with will to cope
D          C                   G  
I lost my friends to drugs and drinking 

C                          G
I'm slowly slipping away
C                               G
Is it sad to say I feel okay?
C                     
I've tried my changing
          D 
But God, I just don't care at all 

     G                               Em
But God knows that I've been playing a fool 
                  D      C              G
I've been staying up and torturing myself
       G                           Em 
And if I could, I would save my own soul
                     D  C                    G            
I would burn my cross, burn it to the ground 

G   Em   D  C   G

G
So I screamed my final words
Em 
Not sure they would be heard
D               C                   G 
But I packed my bags and I carried on
G 
And now I stay up nights
Em 
Contemplating the value of one life
D              C                          G 
But like Eric told me, "Keep on keepin' on" 

     C                                   G
Am I broken, is there just too much to fix?
       C                              G 
Like a puzzle who's pieces just won't fit 
            C
I'm sick of hauling myself in 
                  D
To learn there's just nothing that can be done 


     G                               Em
But God knows that I've been playing a fool 
                  D      C              G
I've been staying up and torturing myself
       G                           Em 
And if I could, I would save my own soul
                     D  C                    G            
I would burn my cross, burn it to the ground  

          Em D G                       Em D G
And I was        too scared to face it 
                            Em D G
I settled for fool's gold 
         D                                            
Now I'm trying to make it worth something it's not

during the solo:
 
Em D G X 3

D

(silent)
But God knows that I've been playing a fool 
                  D      C              G
I've been staying up and torturing myself
       G                           Em 
And if I could, I would save my own soul
                     D  C                    G            
I would burn my cross, burn it to the ground