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