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[Intro] B B E B Abm F# Abm E x2 [Verse 1] B A freight train to the right feeling that sting of pride F# It's fucking with me it's fucking with you E Abm All's fair in love and war until E you say it isn't but you're wrong B Words on the back of flyers my clothes are in the F# dryer It means nothing nothing is changing E La familia is dead and gone Abm E the children grew up and moved on [Chorus] F# Abm Is it too much to ask for the E things to work out this time? I'm only asking for what is F# mine I wanted everything Abm I got it and now I'm E gonna Throw it away I'll throw it away (yeah) [Interlude] B E B Abm F# Abm E x2 [Verse 2] B Time fading and a box of glazed pulling fly-bys on days F# When we were young and innocent E Elbow-drop Sundays when Abm E Mark Eaton got beat to shit B Laughing at the bands we hate all the spots we used to skate F# They're still there but we've gone our own ways E I know it's for the best Abm but sometimes I wonder E Will I ever have friends like you again? (Repeat Chorus) [Interlude] B F# E Abm E x2 (Repeat Chorus) [Interlude] B C#m Abm E x4 [Outro] B You're gonna drown C#m in the mess you make Abm E Your self-inflicted hate B You turn your back on C#m the friends you lose Abm When they don't E follow all your rules B But people are C#m what they wanna be Abm They're not lemmings E to the sea B Maybe it's time you C#m looked at yourself Abm And stop blaming life E B(hold) on someone else