F#m         C5 
You come in cold 
                  Bm 
You're covered in blood 
               Am 
They're all so happy you've arrived. 
F#m                  C5                       Bm 
The doctor cuts your cord he hands you to your mum 
 Am 
She sets you free into this life
 F#m             C5 
And where do you go 
        Bm  
With no destination 
   Am  
No maps to guide you 
F#m          C5                  B5  
Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter 
Am                 E  
We all end up the same.  
 
Bm           C#5            F#m                E 
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between 
Bm            C#5            F#m             E    
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem. 
Bm          C#5                F#m     E  
You come in this world, and you go out just the same. 
Bm                 C#5              F#m  
Today could be the best day of your life.  
 
F#m             C5                Bm 
And money talks in this world, 
               Am 
Thats what idiots will say  
F#m           C5                       Bm  
But you'll find out that this world, 
           Am     
Is just an idiots parade 
F#5        C5         Bm                      Am  
Before you go, you've got some questions, and you want answers. 
                                                                             
F#m            C5                   Bm                   Am 
But now you're old, cold covered in blood, right back to where you 
        E 
Started from.  
 
Bm           C#5            F#m                E 
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between 
Bm            C#5            F#m             E    
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem. 
Bm          C#5                F#m     E  
You come in this world, and you go out just the same. 
Bm                 C#5               F#m  
Today could be the worst day of your life.  
 
Interlude  
 
E        Bm      C#5  
                Of your life 
 
F#m   E    Bm     C#5 
            Its your life 
 
 
(Muted) until *     * = strum 
 
Bm            C#5           F#m                E 
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between 
Bm            C#5            F#m n.c          * E    
These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem. 
Bm          C#5                 F#m    E  
You come in this world, and you go out just the same. 
Bm                 C#5 
Today could be the best day of, 
Bm                 C#5  
Today could be the worst day of,  
Bm                 C#5              F#m   
Today could be the last day of your life,  
C5     Bm 
          it's your life, 
C#5   F#m 
           your life.