Capo 3 fret
 
[Courtney Love Intro]
Am
No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
C
No graphics and no fucking powerpoint presentation
Am
So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs
C
She's his suicide blond, she's number than gold
 
[Verse 1]
Am
Are you ready for another bad poem?
Am
One more off key anthem
Am                    Dm
Let your teeth sink in
                 F
Remember me as I was not as I am
Am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"
Dm                                               F
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head
 
[Pre-Chorus]
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
If my love is a weapon
Am
There's no second guessing when I say
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
G
If my heart is a grenade
G
You pull the pin and say:
 
[Chorus]
C
We're all fighting growing old
G
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this
 
[Courtney Love's Part]
Am
We are professional ashes of roses
 
This kerosene's live
 
You settled your score
C
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Am
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens
C
This is what we do, we nightmare you
 
[Verse 2]
Am
I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards
Am
And your heart beat in reverse
Am
Our guts can't be reworked
Dm
As alone as a little white church
F
In the middle of the desert getting burned
         Am
But I'll take your heart served up two ways
Am
I sing a bitter song
Dm
I'm the lonelier version of you  
       F
I just don't know where it went wrong
 
[Pre-Chorus]
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
If my love is a weapon
Am
There's no second guessing when I say
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
G
If my heart is a grenade
G
You pull the pin and say:
 
[Chorus]
C
We're all fighting growing old
G
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this
 
[Interlude] x2
Am
Rat a tat tat
Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
It's never
Am
Getting any better than this
 
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
F
It's never
F
Getting any better than this
 
[Courtney Love Bridge]
(* =hold)
C*
She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
G*
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
Am*
He says "I've seen bigger"
She says "I've lit better"
F*
And they throw the matches down into the glitter
 
C
Not a dry eye left in the house
G
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Am
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
F
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
 
[Chorus]
N.C.
We're all fighting growing old
N.C.
We're all fighting growing old
   Am   F
In the hopes
     Am          F
Of a few minutes more
C
To get on St. Peter's list
G                          Am        F
But you need to lower your standards
         Am
Cause it's never
F
Getting any better than this
 
[Interlude] x2
Am
Rat a tat tat
Am
Rat a tat tat tat hey
Am
It's never
Am
Getting any better than this
 
F
Rat a tat tat
F
Rat a tat tat tat hey
F
It's never
F
Getting any better than this 
 
Are you ready for another bad poem?