Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Acoustic)
I wrote the news today, in a tent outside the midway rides,
and as my money flew, singing to their pockets you,
could only know your shame, knowing what the good ones do.
Prechorus 1
And when you see the bruises on my legs from kicking pills yeah,
then you see how recklessly the pages are filled...
Chorus 1
Make headlines, believe them, come back. (x2)
Verse 2
Want to be upside down, maybe thrown from side to side.
Want to fall from the clouds, sailing like a ship at sea.
Want to think out so loud that the fashion police break me
Chorus 2
Make headlines, believe them, come back. (x3)
You'll cry...you'll cry...you'll cry, believe me, come back.
Verse 3
I wrote the news today, in a tent outside the midway rides,
and as my money flew, singing to their pockets, I...
I filled the whole front page with the catchiest words I could find,
Outro chorus
believe me, come back. (Fake headlines, believe them, come back.) x3