Til The Wheels Fall Off

Intro 
C# D#m A#m F# 

C#                 D#m A#m 
  We keep grinding it  out 
         F#        C# 
Stuck in the same spot 
               D#m  A#m 
We'll keep grinding walls 
        F# 
til the wheels fall off 


Instrumental 
C# D#m A#m F#  x2 


[Verso 1]


C# 
  Gotta work on my demeanor 
D#m 
  Shut my mouth and get in line 
Fm 
   Kinda sad that they get meaner 
F# 
   Fucks me up like every time 
C# 
   Stupid friends only make it 
      D#m 
harder   Drunken words and 
            Fm 
dead advice Take me 
back to the late 90s 
F# 
Drain cut jeans 
              C# 
were total 90s 



[Refrão]

C#                D#m 
  This past years sure been 
A#m   F#                C# 
rough Gas fumes fill my lungs 
                   D#m 
I don't think I've ever had 
 A#m  F# C#                 D#m 
enough     We keep grinding it 
A#m          F#        C# 
out stuck in the same spot 
               D#m  A#m 
We'll keep grinding walls 
        F#          C# D#m A#m 
til the wheels fall off 
        F#          C# D#m A#m F# 
Til the wheels fall off 


[Verso 2]


C# 
   Break the bank just to feel 
      D#m 
better   Every day is a holiday 
Fm 
   Strip the dark thoughts of 
            F# 
their tenure  We only thought 
            C# 
broke anyway  When it gets 
                  D#m 
rough I'm a runner   I run the 
          Fm 
other way Hang and rope me 
                  F# 
man I miss it The broken 
                          C# 
boy with frosted tips yeah 



[Refrão]

C#                D#m 
  This past years sure been 
A#m   F#                C# 
rough Gas fumes fill my lungs 
                   D#m 
I don't think I've ever had 
 A#m  F# C#                 D#m 
enough     We keep grinding it 
A#m          F#        C# 
out stuck in the same spot 
               D#m  A#m 
We'll keep grinding walls 
        F#          C# D#m C# F# 
til the wheels fall off 



      C# 
And I know it doesn't 
          D#m 
seem like it But I'm 
           A#m 
still that lonely kid 
F#             C#      D#m 
  With cuts on my wrist 
               A#m 
I'm still that lonely kid 
F# 
  With cuts on my wrist 


Guitar Solo
C# D#m A#m F#  x2 



[Refrão]

C#                D#m 
  This past years sure been 
A#m   F#                C# 
rough Gas fumes fill my lungs 
                   D#m 
I don't think I've ever had 
 A#m  F# C#                 D#m 
enough     We keep grinding it 
A#m          F#        C# 
out stuck in the same spot 
               D#m  A#m 
We'll keep grinding walls 
        F#          C# A#m 
til the wheels fall off 
        F#          C# A#m 
til the wheels fall off 
        F#     G#   C# 
til the wheels fall off