R.E.M.

I ^D sit at my ta ^G ble a ^C nd wage war on mys ^D elf
I ^D t se ^G ems like it's al ^C l...it's all for no ^D thing
I ^D know the ba ^G rricades, ^C and
I know the mor ^D tar in the wal ^D l breaks
I rec ^G ognize the weapons, ^C I used them well ^{D
Em Bm} T ^Em his is my mistake. L ^Bm et me make it good
I ^Em raised the wall, and I ^Bm will be the one to knock it d ^G own ^A
I've a rich understanding of my finest defenses
I proclaim that claims are left unstated,
I demand a rematch
I decree a stalemate
I divine my deeper motives
I recognize the weapons
I've practiced them well. I fitted them myself
It's amazing what devices you can sympathize...empathize
This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down
{I lose track of where the chords occur over the words. They just
switch between Am and C until the last part of this section...}
R ^Am each out for m ^C e and hold ^Am me tight. Hold that me ^C mory
Let ^Am my machine ta ^C lk to me. L ^Am et my machine t ^A alk to me ^G
This is my world
And I am the world leader pretend
This is my life
And this is my time
I have been given the freedom
To do as I see fit
It's high time I've razed the walls
That I've constructed
It's amazing what devices you can sympathize...emapathize
This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down
You fill in the mortar. You fill in the harmony
You fill in the mortar. I raised the walls
And I'm the only one
I will be the one to knock it down