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