The Boy In The Bubble Tabulatur von Alec Benjamin (für Baryton)

F#5
It was 6:48, I was walking home
                 Bm
Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone
                            Em
I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold
                              D
Then I covered up my face so that no one knows

I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble

But then came trouble


           Bm
When my mom walked into the living room

She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you"
  Em
I said, "You don't wanna know the things I had to do"
           Gm                                                     D5
She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue"

I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble

But then came trouble


E        Bm
And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Em
Mind was running, air was freezing
D
Put my hands up, put my hands up
  F#
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight
Bm               Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
                  D
Every time you curse my name
           F#
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Bm                             Em
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
                D
It's only gonna let you down
          F#
Come the lightning and the thunder
                      Bm
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer


Well I squared him up, left my chest exposed

He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose
     Em
I had thick red blood running down my clothes

And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it though
                                                        Am
I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
                
But then came trouble

       Bm                                 Em
And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming

Mind was running, nose was bleeding
D
Put my hands up, put my hands up
F#m
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight

Bm                 Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
           D
Every time you curse my name
       F#
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Bm                             Em
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
             D
It's only gonna let you down
     F#
Come the lightning and the thunder

You're the one who'll suffer

          Bm
It was 6:48, he was walking home
                                              Em
With the blood on his hand from my broken nose

But like every other day, he was scared to go
                                          D
Back to his house 'cause his pops was home
                          F#
Drowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles

Just looking for trouble

      Bm
Well, there's no excuse for the things he did
                                            Em
But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with

Because his dad's been drunk since he was a kid
                                     D   
And I hope one day that he'll say to him
                                            F#
"Put down those bubbles and that belt buckle
                      Bm
In this broken bubble"

                      Em
Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain
D
Every time you curse my name
  F#                                                 Bm
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
                      Em
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
                D
It's only gonna let you down
F#
Come the lightning and the thunder
                      Bm
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer