E, Em, Gb, Gbm
They can't make things worse for me sometimes. I'd rather die
They can tell me a lot of things, but I can't see I die
Well, I know they know the way I think no, they always will
Someday, I'm gonna change my mind sometimes. I'd rather kill
much space
kills
fast cars
cheap thrills
fine wine
of us until I lost my mind.
Ah, things seem so much different now.
The scene has died away.
I haven't got a steady job,
and I got no place to stay.
Well, it's a futuristic, modern world.
Things aren't what they seem.
Someday, you better wake up
from this stupid fantasy.
What's this?
Spit kills?
Fast cars?
Cheap thrills?
And girls, find why, I must accept that love's controlled out of my mind!
Let's stay, straight girls, have hearts, cheat girls!
And girls, find why, I must accept that love's controlled out of my mind!