Intro 
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G   F   Em 
G   F   Em   C 


verse 1 
C 
Long in tooth 
G 
Olives and vermouth 
  Em                 Am 
I dine like an aging pilot  
C 
Where are they now 
G  
The money and the crowd 
       Am           G    F 
Must I really come back down 


Pre-Chorus 
C            F 
It's like I never was a kid 
G   F                          C 
The big math just wasted youth on me 
C         F       
Making impressions like I did 
     F                               C 
Your friends never thought that much of me 


[Refrão]
 
C                  G 
And now I want to fold 
                C 
Into something else 
            G 
An origami plane 
              C 
To a distant island  
                    F            C 
And I don't want to show you my feelings 
                F            G 
I don't want to force you to deal 
                F                 C 
I just want to crash through the ceiling 
                    G   F  G  F  C 
Before it gets too real 


verse 2 
C 
All my life  
G             Em            Am 
Compromise on wings of resignation 
C              G  
Big grey eyes staring from the sky 
     Am        G    F 
Am I humble enough now? 


Pre-Chorus 
C           F 
I've always had something to hide 
G   F                      C 
My skinny arms, my evil intentions 
C                               F         G 
And back at school hitting the fire alarms 
F                      C 
Desperately wanting attention 


[Refrão]
 
C                 G 
Well I was just a boy 
                 C 
Out there on my own 
                 G 
Wishing I could fly 
         C 
Fantasy island 
                    F            C 
And I don't want to show you my feelings 
                F            G 
I don't want to bore you to death 
                F                 C 
I just want to crash through the ceiling 
               G    F  G  F  C 
Get it off my chest 


Break 
C   G   Em   Am 
C   G   Am   F    


Pre-Chorus 
C            F 
It's like I never was a kid 
G   F                          C 
The big math just wasted youth on me 
C         F 
Making impressions like I did 
     F                               C 
Your friends never thought that much of me 


[Refrão]
 
C                 G 
Well I was just a boy 
                 C 
Out there on my own 
                 G 
Wishing I could fly 
         C 
Fantasy island 
                    F            C 
And I don't want to show you my feelings 
                F            G 
I don't want to force you to deal 
                F                 C 
I just want to crash through the ceiling 
                    G     F  
Before it gets too real 
G                         F 
Before it gets too real 
G                         F 
Before it gets too real  
G     F    
Real 


Outro 
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