Fm C#
I learned to fly
G#
So you,
C Fm
You ran to find a gun
C#
To shoot me down
G#
Before
C
I got too high.
Fm C#
'Cause you could not stand
G# C Fm
To stand alone in the long line
C# G#
For your wild ride - it requires
C C#
Two lost souls per seat
A#m C
At least five foot five
Chorus:
G# C
And I don't wanna go
Fm
for a ride
C# G#
Down to Miseryland
C
Trapped with you
Fm
By my side
C# C
Down in Miseryland
Fm C# G#
Up in the air you wave
C Fm
Two tickets for my
C#
utter amusement
G#
You possess
C C#
an express pass to unhappiness
A#m C
that makes you feel alive
G# C Fm
And I don't have a place anymore
C# G#
Down in Miseryland
C Fm
Trapped with you forever more
C# G#
Is not what I have planned
C
So take a seat
Fm
By yourself
C# C
And wait to fall a hundred stories
C# Fm
Better hold on tight
C# Fm
Hands inside the ride
C# C
And don't for get to breathe
G# C
And I don't wanna go
Fm
for a ride
C# G#
Down to Miseryland
C
Trapped with you
Fm
By my side
C# G#
Down in misery
C Fm
have a place anymore
C#
Down in misery
C
Down in Miseryland
Fm C#
I learned to fly
G# C C# G#
But you are still shooting ... the sky
C Em(end)
Still shooting ...