verse 1 
            D                   E 
Now I ain’t saying that this is fine, 
                              D                           E 
But life means more than 9 to 5 and tripping up over your mind. 
     D                 E 
Dead roses and spilled wine, 
                             D                        E 
They are the only signs that we are counting down the miles. 
         D    E                  D     E 
Until we meet, our next enjoyable defeat. 
        D                   E 
Plastic people with empty lives, 
                                 D 
They come but leave their hearts behind, 
                           E 
And leave with self-adoring eyes, ooh. 


[Refrão]

Chorus 
A E               F#m          D 
I know that we’re shooting for stars, 
     A            E        F#m   D 
That burned out a thousand years ago. 
A           E                   F#m       D 
But I can’t help but think that we have a chance, 
             A              E             F#m  D 
‘Cause we’re low lives with high hopes. 
A   E                D      E      D      E 
Low lives, with high hopes 


verse 2 
      D           E 
But reality sinks in, 
                               D                                  E 
It seems our hopes are whisker thin, but giving up’s the greatest sin. 
       D               E                              D 
Why do we keep on promising each day away like it’s a whim? 
                              E 
This ain’t a game that we can win. 
                       D  E                        D      E 
This life is touch and go, but this is something we chose. 
               D                E 
I’ll pick this thorn out of my head, 
                        D                                  E 
That we’d be better off instead, chasing moons to meet our ends, ooh. 



[Refrão]
Chorus 
A E               F#m          D 
I know that we’re shooting for stars, 
     A            E        F#m   D 
That burned out a thousand years ago. 
A           E                   F#m       D 
But I can’t help but think that we have a chance, 
             A              E             F#m  D 
‘Cause we’re low lives with high hopes. 
A   E                D      E      D      E 
Low lives, with high hopes 


Bridge 
D             A            D        E 
Underneath my skin I got a fever setting in, 
D        A                 E                      D 
Living a life of it’s own, maybe I should let it in. 
D               A                   D           E 
‘Cause I cannot emphasise what it’s like to apologise, 
D       A      E 
I won't follow the guide 


[Refrão]

Chorus 
A E               F#m          D 
I know that we’re shooting for stars, 
     A            E        F#m   D 
That burned out a thousand years ago. 
A           E                   F#m       D 
But I can’t help but think that we have a chance, 
             A              E             F#m  D 
‘Cause we’re low lives with high hopes. 
A   E                D      E      D      E 
Low lives, with high hopes 



[Refrão]
Chorus 
A E               F#m          D 
I know that we’re shooting for stars, 
     A            E        F#m   D 
That burned out a thousand years ago. 
A           E                   F#m       D 
But I can’t help but think that we have a chance, 
             A              E             F#m  D 
‘Cause we’re low lives with high hopes. 
A   E                D      E      D      E 
Low lives, with high hopes 


Solo  
A E F#m D (x4) 
A E D E D E 

A E F#m D (x4) 
A E D E D E 


Outro 
D E F#m E A