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