Alec Benjamin - Boy In The Bubble Chords
It was [Bm]6:48, I was walking home stepped through the gate, and I’m all alone I had [Em]chicken on the plate, but the food was cold Then I covered up my face so that no one knows [D]I didn’t want trouble, I’m the boy in the bubble, but [D]then came trouble
When my [Bm]mom walked into the living room She said, “Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you” I said, “[Em]You don’t wanna know the things I had to do” She said, “Son, you gotta tell me why you’re black and blue” I said I [D]didn’t want trouble, I’m the boy in the bubble, but [D]then came trouble
And my [Bm]heart was pumping, chest was screaming [Em]Mind was running, air was freezing [D]Put my hands up, put my hands up I [D]told this kid I’m ready for a fight
[Bm]Punch my face, do it ’cause I [Em]like the pain, every time you [D]curse my name I know you [F#m]want the satisfaction, [Em]it’s not gonna happen [Bm]Knock me out, kick me when I’m [Em]on the ground, it’s only gonna [D]let you down Come the [F#m]lightning and the thunder, [Em]you’re the one who’ll suffer, suffer
Well I [Bm]squared him up, left my chest exposed He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose I had [Em]thick red blood running down my clothes And a sick, sick look ’cause I like it though I said I [D]didn’t want trouble, I’m the boy in the bubble, but [D]then came trouble
And my [Bm]heart was pumping, chest was screaming [Em]Mind was running, nose was bleeding [D]Put my hands up, put my hands up I [D]told this kid I’m ready for a fight
[Bm]Punch my face, do it ’cause I [Em]like the pain, every time you [D]curse my name I know you [F#m]want the satisfaction, [Em]it’s not gonna happen [Bm]Knock me out, kick me when I’m [Em]on the ground, it’s only gonna [D]let you down Come the [F#m]lightning and the thunder, [Em]you’re the one who’ll suffer, suffer
It was [Bm]6:48, he was walking home, with the blood on his hand from my broken nose But like [Em]every other day, he was scared to go, back to his house ’cause his pops was home [D]Drowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles, just [D]looking for trouble Well, there’s [Bm]no excuse for the things he did, but there’s a lot at home that he’s dealing with Because his [Em]dad’s been drunk since he was a kid ,and I hope one day that he’ll say to him Put [D]down those bubbles and that belt buckle, in this [D]broken bubble
[Bm]Punch my face, do it ’cause I [Em]like the pain, every time you [D]curse my name I know you [F#m]want the satisfaction, [Em]it’s not gonna happen [Bm]Knock me out, kick me when I’m [Em]on the ground, it’s only gonna [D]let you down Come the [F#m]lightning and the thunder, [Em]you’re the one who’ll suffer, suffer