Intro: A  F#m 


VERSE 

A                                    F#m 
I would rather be any place but here 
A                                      F#m 
Spin the bottle or roll the dice my dear 
A                                            F#m 
Cause I can't care I can't seem to break my fall 
A                                         F#m 
It seems I would rather be any place at all 



[Refrão]

           D               F#m                        A      G 
So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? 
           D               F#m                       A 
Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me  
Bm                 A 
Killing me, killing me 


==VERSE== 
A                                    F#m 
I remember when, wind would make me cry 
A                                    F#m 
I remember when I wasn't afraid to die 
A                                    F#m 
I wish I'd never, never fallen in line 
A                                           F#m 
So take this soul I sold, I'm going back in time 


 
[Refrão]

           D               F#m                        A      G 
So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? 
           D               F#m                       A 
Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me  
Bm                  Bm 
Killing me, killing me 


==OUTRO== 
               A                                             F#m 
It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live 
               A                                             F#m 
It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live 
               A                                             F#m 
It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live 
NC 
It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live