The White Stripes -
300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues

I'm bringing back ghBosts
That are no longer thCereB  C  B 
I'm gettin' hard on myselfC  B 
Sittin' in my easy chCairB  C  B 
Well, there's three pCeople in the mirror
And I'm wBonderin' which one of thBem
I should choCoseB  C  B 
Well, I can't kgeep from laughin'
Spittin' out these 3C00 mile per
hBour outpour blCuesB  C  B 

I'm breakin' my teeth off
Tryin' to bite my lip
There's all kinds of red-headed women
That I ain't supposed to kiss
And it's that color that never fails
To turn me blue
So I just swallow it and hold on to it
And use it to scare the hell out of you

I have a woman
'Says come and watch me bleed
And I'm wonderin' just how I can Do that
And still give her everything that she needs
Well, there's three people
in my head that have the answer
And one of them's got to be you
But you're holding tight to it the answer
Singin' these three hundred mile
per hour outpour blues

Put on gloves, a tied scarf and wrap up warm
On this winter night
Everytime you get defensive
You're just looking for a fight
It's safe to sing somebody out
there's got a problem
With almost anything you'll do
Well, next time they stab
you don't fight back just play the victim
Instead of playin' the fool
And the roads are covered with a million
Little molecules
Of cigarette ashes and the school
floors are covered
With pieces of pencil eraser too
Well sooner or later the ground's
gonna be holdin' all
Of my ashes too
But I can't help but wonder if after
I'm gone will I still have these
three hundred mile per
hour, finger breaking, no answers makin',
battered dirty hands,
bee stung and busted up, empty
cup torrential outpour blues