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down on me ( by the cult ) i love this song , pity it’s just A demo . it can be played with acoustic guitar although chorus ( and pre - chorus ) are 5th with distortion . verse arrangements : C Am Dm G E - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 1 - 1h3 - 0 - - 3 - - 3 - - 3 - - | B - - 1 - - 0 - - 1 - - 1 - - 0 - - 1 - - 3 - 3 - - - 3 - - 0 - - 1 - - 0 - - | G - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - 2 - - - 2 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - | D - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 0 - 0 - - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - | A - - 3 - - 3 - - 3 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - - - - - - - - - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - | E - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3 - - 3 - - 3 - - | intro C Am Dm G x2 C Am Dm the poet’s head is dead G his words have been misread C Am Dm and the cynic’s lips are dry G C his vulture tongue obsessed ( C ) Dm you gotta love the earth G don’t burn my wings Em too close to the sun chorus Am C G what the hell Am i supposed to do G C Am when you’re pushing hard on me Am C G who the hell Am i supposed to be G C Am when you’re bleeding all over me C Dm G ( G ) C god knows i’m good Am so misunderstood Dm G coming to you ah - ah C i’m down on my own Am no spirit unknown Dm G C that’s why i’m supposed to believe in you ( C ) Dm i love the earth G don’t burn my wings Em too close to the sun ( chorus ) what the hell Am i supposed to do when you’re pushing hard on me who the hell Am i supposed to be when you’re bleeding all over me Am said it before Em sayin’ it again ( Em ) holy fools yea C Dm G G x2 ( chorus ) what the hell Am i supposed to do when you’re pushing hard on me who the hell Am i supposed to be when you’re bleeding hard for me Am C G what are you gonna do when the light gets in your eye G C Am you’re gonna find that there’s - - there’s life outside Am C G who Am i supposed to be G C Am when you’re so hard , hard on me outro ( C ) Am oh the poet’s head is dead Dm G his words have been misread C Am the cynic’s lips are dry Dm G his vulture tongue obsessed ( G ) C and he wants to know that god knows i’m good . . . ( Am ) ( Dm ) ( G ) ( C )