Intro: A F#m VERSE A F#m I would rather be any place but here A F#m Spin the bottle or roll the dice my dear A F#m Cause I can't care I can't seem to break my fall A F#m It seems I would rather be any place at all==VERSE== A F#m I remember when, wind would make me cry A F#m I remember when I wasn't afraid to die A F#m I wish I'd never, never fallen in line A F#m So take this soul I sold, I'm going back in timeD F#m A G So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? D F#m A Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me Bm A Killing me, killing me==OUTRO== A F#m It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live A F#m It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live A F#m It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live NC It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to liveD F#m A G So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? D F#m A Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me Bm Bm Killing me, killing me
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