Lights Out chords by Hollywood Undead

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Intermediate

Intro:
Fm Ab Bb Fm
Fm Ab Bb Fm


Chorus:
       Fm                      Ab
Lights out, you're talking too loud
                  Bb                          Fm
So just shut your mouth, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                   Ab
Lights out, can you feel it now?
                  Bb                        Fm
We're calling you out, who the fuck are you now?

Verse 1:
Fm
 Lifestyles of the young and the reckless
Ab
Checked in the real world that don't ask questions
Bb
Dodging 'em bullets like a fucked up western
Fm
Drag you on a rope till you're choked out senseless
Fm
Kings are crowned, we're the best around
       Ab
Got an underground army, yeah, we holding it down
   Bb
We built our base and what we found
         Fm
It takes blood and sweat and always moving a crowd
Fm
 No skill when you've gone the fast lane
Ab
Let me see you dance, one from the AK
Bb
 Bullshit, now he's droppin' names
        Fm
Who you know, what you do, it all sounds the same
  Fm
A piece of advice: quit droppin' mine
          Ab
You'll be gone way before it even is your time
        Bb
Like a stripper in a cage making minimum wage
          Fm
You'll be gone like a dollar bill hitting the stage


Chorus:
       Fm                      Ab
Lights out, you're talking too loud
                  Bb                          Fm
So just shut your mouth, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                   Ab
Lights out, can you feel it now?
                  Bb                        Fm
We're calling you out, who the fuck are you now?


Verse 2:
     Fm
I'ma light your ass up 'cause you ain't got what it takes
            Ab
Your crew's riding my nuts, they'll tell you how my dick tastes
          Bb
Yeah, I'm shitfaced in all black, looking creepy
     Fm
It's Charlie Scene, this shit is way too easy
     Fm
I'ma give it you quick, going straight to your throat
           Ab
Or put the burner in your mouth and turn you into a ghost
          Bb
All these people making music with nothing to show
    Fm
Who doesn't have a band? Shit, I don't know
     Fm
What kind of sane person drops his own name?
             Ab
What kind of sane person boos his own band offstage?
     Bb
What kind of sane person drops a verse like this?
           Fm
These damn meds ain't working, I'm just too damn sick
         Fm
Just you coming out here has got me provoked
         Ab
Now I'ma cut your ass up like a line of coke
     Bb
I'ma roll your crew up like a fat ass roach
            Fm
And put you in my ashtray 'cause you just got smoked


Chorus:
       Fm                      Ab
Lights out, you're talking too loud
                  Bb                          Fm
So just shut your mouth, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                   Ab
Lights out, can you feel it now?
                  Bb                        Fm
We're calling you out, who the fuck are you now?


Bridge:
Db                Bb                  Fm
 Another classic case, you crash and burn

And it's true, you're dead wrong
Fm
It's lights out, your last song
Db                        Bb                  Fm
 The world has turned its face, you'll never learn

And it's true, you're dead wrong
Fm
It's lights out, your last song
Ab             Eb
 Walls closing in, they're falling down


Chorus:
       Fm                      Ab
Lights out, you're talking too loud
                  Bb                          Fm
So just shut your mouth, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                   Ab
Lights out, can you feel it now?
                  Bb                        Fm
We're calling you out, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                      Ab
Lights out, you're talking too loud
                  Bb                          Fm
So just shut your mouth, who the fuck are you now?
       Fm                   Ab
Lights out, can you feel it now?
                  Bb                        Fm
We're calling you out, who the fuck are you now?


Outro:
       Fm
Lights out