TAB Notation:
Throughout this guide, you may find various symbols coinsiding with the
numbers of the TAB. This is a small legend letting you know what they mean.
If you are unfamiliar with how to accomplish the effects with the given
notation, I suggest you look on the web, there's plenty of info somewhere
out there on how to make all of these work to your full benefit.
h  = hammer-on
p  = pull-off
b  = bend
r  = bend release
/  = slide up/down
= natural harmonic
{5} = artifical harmonic
~  = vibrato
tr = trill

Verse Riff:       B             A           C         B             A           C 
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G|-4---4---4-4-4-2-|---2-2---5---5-5-|-4---4---4-4-4-2-|---2-2---5---5-5-|
D|-4---4---4-4-4-2-|---2-2---5---5-5-|-4---4---4-4-4-2-|---2-2---5---5-5-|
A|-2---2---2-2-2-0-|---0-0---3---3-3-|-2---2---2-2-2-0-|---0-0---3---3-3-|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

Chorus Riff:       D#            C#          E         D#            C#          E 
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G|-8---8---8-8-8---|---------9---9-9-|-8---8---8-8-8---|---------9---9-9-|
D|-8---8---8-8-8-8-|---8-8---9---9-9-|-8---8---8-8-8-8-|---8-8---9---9-9-|
A|-6---6---6-6-6-8-|---8-8---7---7-7-|-6---6---6-6-6-8-|---8-8---7---7-7-|
E|---------------6-|---6-6-----------|---------------6-|---6-6-----------|

Verse 1 w/ Verse Riff
You pushed me once too far again,
I'd love to break your fucking teeth.
Stick a knife in the center of your back.
You better grow some eyes in the back of your head.
I fight dirty, just like your looks.
Can't take, can't take, I can't take anymore.
Chorus w/ Chorus Riff
Take back, take back, take.
Verse 2 w/ Verse Riff
The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue.
An eye for an eye.
Gun for a gun.
Cold-cocked and I'm taking back what's mine.
Expect it when you're least expecting it.
No loss of love, the smell of regret.
Lights out.
Can't take anymore.
Chorus
Shite!