pattern for verse and chorus (optional - you can just strum too):
 
For Dm:
e|------1------------|
B|--3-------3----3---|
G|----2-------2------|
D|-0-----------------|
A|-------------------|
E|-------------------| x2
 
For C:
e|------0------------|
B|----------3--------|
G|--0--------0---0---|
D|----2--------2-----|
A|-3-----------------|
E|-------------------| x2
(and so on for the rest of the chords)
[Strophe]
Dm                     C     G 
Evil S I yes to find a shore 
  C                  G         F 
A beast that doesn't quiver anymore 
    Dm                  C                  F 
And we could crush some plants to paint my walls 
            Am                           F 
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars 
Dm                       C     G 
Was I? I was too lazy to bathe 
   C                 G             F 
Or paint or write or try to make a change 
    Dm            C               F 
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch 
            Am                        F 
And I don't have to love or think too much
[Refrain]
A Dm      C      F     A              Bb 
  Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk 
A Dm     C       F    A             Bb 
  Mental mystics in a twisted metal car 
A Dm       C    F      Gm    A  Bb        C 
  Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
[Instrumentale]
C  C/Bb  Am7 A7/C#
[Strophe]
Dm                                C     G 
Christ is cursed of fathers and mothers 
      C           G                F 
Might even take a knife to split a hair 
   Dm             C               F 
Or even scare the children off my lawn 
          Am                         F 
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs 
Dm                        C     G 
Every mess invested was a score 
   C            G            F 
We couldn't use computers anymore 
         Dm           C                 F 
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored 
              Am                           F 
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
[Instrumentale]
Am   Dm
C    G
F
[Refrain]
A Dm      C       F          A           Bb 
  Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona 
A  Dm       C      F       A                Bb 
   It might take a hundred years to grow an arm 
A      Dm      C      F      Gm    A  Bb       A 
  I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold 
Dm      C       F      A               Bb 
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior 
A Dm    C        F        A            Bb 
  My predictions are the only things I have 
A Dm    C    F      Gm    A  Bb        C 
  I can amplify the sound of light and love
[Instrumentale]
C   C/Bb  Am7  C/Ab
C/G
[Outro]
C/G                   Bb/F 
I'm a curse and I'm a sound 
                  Bb 
When I open up my mouth 
                         F 
There's a reason I don't win 
                    C/G 
I don't know how to begin 
                      Bb/F 
I'm a curse and I'm a sound 
                  Bb 
When I open up my mouth 
                         F 
There's a reason I don't win 
                    C/G 
I don't know how to begin
fade out
[Outro]
C/G                   Bb/F 
I'm a curse and I'm a sound 
                  Bb 
When I open up my mouth 
                         F 
There's a reason I don't win 
                    C/G 
I don't know how to begin 
C/G                   Bb/F 
I'm a curse and I'm a sound 
                  Bb 
When I open up my mouth 
                         F 
There's a reason I don't win 
                    C/G 
I don't know how to begin