Tabbed by: Jamin_Time Standard Tuning Capo: 5 Riff e--3-1--------- | b------3-0-1--- | g-------------- | d-------------- | a-------------- | e-------------- | Intro: C5 C5 F5 Riff C5 C5 F5 F5 C5 Well I admit to the mistakes At least privately in takes F5 And here's another one C5 I said "we'd be okay" "But that's a lie, man" F5 I mean.. "Hey, we're all dying.. young!!" C5 It's no worse off than it seems.. but it's more like a terrifying dream F5 And I'm serious!! C5 It's either whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb F5 I'm serious!! G5 It's the only thing I think A5 When I wake up in my bed G5 A5 When my stomach churns, as these pages turn F5 Is the world burnin' G5 Or is it only.. in my head? C5 On a screen on a TV On a scene in front of me F5 With all the white noise n the static And the stifling of the screams C5 This is war, this is death, this is real you better bet! F5 On the winning side, the winning side, The winning side, the winning side C5 And I'm sittin' in a train Over Brooklyn in the rain F5 All by myself C5 When a thought occurs to me.. That all these people wanna be F5 Just somewhere.. else C5 Like every day is just a loss, spent arguing with your boss F5 Over a coffee break C5 Oh and the same is true for me, I mean, one more indignity F5 And I?m going to break G5 A5 Because the only thing I think when he walks out on the screen G5 A5 He says, ?The sky falls, and your duty calls? F5 G5 Man it takes some balls to be so obscene C5 On a screen on a TV On a scene in front of me F5 With all the white noise n the static And the stifling of the screams C5 This is war, this is death, this is real you better bet! F5 On the winning side, the winning side The winning side, the winning side G5 The right side, the right side A5 Well they shipped you off, and your parents cried G5 And it all falls away so quietly A5 When you wake up to reality.. F5 But Reality? G5 What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? C5 F5 It's a fucking bullet!! C5 Well I got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back F5 Like all those people in the sands, Buried in Afghanistan C5 I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bib F5 I got no pills I got no skills I got no idea what I did C5 I just wonder every second of every minute that passes by F5 Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning where we die? G5 In a cloud of dust, in a mushroom burst A5 In a series of degradations first F5 All alone, in a hospital bed? G5 Wondering what we might of done instead! C5 With a lifetime, lifetime F5 A5 lifetime, A5 lifetime C5 A5 lifetime, A5 lifetime F5 A5 lifetime, A5 lifetime G5 A5 lifetime, A5 lifetime A5 Well, we paid our dues, and we did our time G5 But tell me what exactly was our crime? A5 Well I stand and stood for this fallen line F5 While you decide who lives, who dies G5 C5 I hope you choke on all.. your... lies