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