Beat Up Car

E 
Walking down Foster St, you ask me how I've been 
A 
"I can't complain, been wondering how to feel like myself again" 
     E                                                    A 
I can't fake it until I make it I'm not good at running lines but I'll try 
         A 
But I'll try, try, try 



E                                   A 
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself and wonder how I got this far 
     A 
In this old beat up car 
     E 
for too long 
                           A 
I made a promise to my mum i'd be a star 
    C#m    B    E 
Here we are and now I'm writing this song 



E 
I still got that old beat up car and now she's going fine 
   A 
I can drive the freeway, and hold my hand out and feel the wind in mine 
      E                            A 
They all told me that it'd get better, just to keep my head up high 
       E       A 
Keep it up high, keep it up high, high high 



E                                   A 
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself and wonder how I got this far 
     A 
In this old beat up car 
     E 
for too long 
                           A 
I made a promise to my mum i'd be a star 
    C#m    B    E 
Here we are and now I'm writing this song