Biography:
This Providence (previously known as Sunday Best), is a four piece pop rock band from Seattle, Washington US. The members of This Providence came together in the summer of 2001 and soon after recorded a 4 song demo CD, under the short lived name of "T minus 1." In 2003 they recorded the better known The Sunday Best EP, co-produced, and self-released (now out of print). While still in high school, they gathered a strong local following as well as some label attention.
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capo on 3rd
Am
Oh, you're throwing everything you have at me
cheap shots, low blows
F
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
G
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna
Am
You love the sound of your own voice
in a crown of death upon your head
F
come on, you and all your royalty
on the edge of infamy
G
you're going to taste my fist
C
You're so good at stretching the truth,
Am
into a sugar coated lie.
F
Everyone takes a bite.
Am
I have been dining with the enemy.
G
It was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Em
Now it's so clear to me.
Oh-hhh-ohh
Am
I've had enough of your games
F G
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
Em
cause we're gonna be the end of you
Am
I've had enough of your games
F G
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now,
G it won't be pretty
[[[Am, F, G , Em]
You say, "I can convince anyone, anything"
provoking the anger of, a jealous God
still you spin a web of lies, fear, lust, pride, greed and shame
you said no one, oh you said no one escapes the pain, pa-a-a-ain.
I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now, it won't be pretty
C
I'm a coward not a fighter, disguised as a lover
Am
in disguise, in disguise
C
For so long now, you held me down
Am
you held me, you held me down
C
you held me down
Am
you held me down for so long
but its not gonna last
Am
cause I can see right through your beautiful lies
I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now, it won't be pretty
[repeat intro chords]
Oh you're throwing everything you have at me
cheap shots, low blows
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna.
Am
Oh, you're throwing everything you have at me
cheap shots, low blows
F
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
G
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna
Am
You love the sound of your own voice
in a crown of death upon your head
F
come on, you and all your royalty
on the edge of infamy
G
you're going to taste my fist
C
You're so good at stretching the truth,
Am
into a sugar coated lie.
F
Everyone takes a bite.
Am
I have been dining with the enemy.
G
It was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Em
Now it's so clear to me.
Oh-hhh-ohh
Am
I've had enough of your games
F G
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
Em
cause we're gonna be the end of you
Am
I've had enough of your games
F G
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now,
G it won't be pretty
[[[Am, F, G , Em]
You say, "I can convince anyone, anything"
provoking the anger of, a jealous God
still you spin a web of lies, fear, lust, pride, greed and shame
you said no one, oh you said no one escapes the pain, pa-a-a-ain.
I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now, it won't be pretty
C
I'm a coward not a fighter, disguised as a lover
Am
in disguise, in disguise
C
For so long now, you held me down
Am
you held me, you held me down
C
you held me down
Am
you held me down for so long
but its not gonna last
Am
cause I can see right through your beautiful lies
I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really are
And I can tell you right now, it won't be pretty
[repeat intro chords]
Oh you're throwing everything you have at me
cheap shots, low blows
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna.
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