Marking

F Paid my dues back in NYC Busking for the rats by the ACE Bb So I headed out West to start my band F F Staked my claim in the promised la-la-land Playing weddings out in Pasadena F Rocking crappy covers of Celene and Tina Bb But when do you start to really live Am When what you love takes from you till there’s nothing left to give F Marking Am Going through the motions When’s it my turn, when’s it my turn Dm Bb Burning through the best years of my life F I’m marking Tell me I’m ready Am Gm Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel Eb If I gotta beg or steal F Cause I gotta, gotta live for real Bb Dm F F Two years of going by coastal G Going by polar Going nearly postal Bb They say my talent can’t be denied F Db As I attack Love Shack and Electric Slide But none of these gigs play in my own tune Bm Say cut the cake, I pop balloons Bb And after it’s done, I feel alone Cause I ain’t ever gonna have one of my own F Marking Am Going through the motions When’s it my turn, when’s it my turn Dm Bb Burning through the best years of my life F I’m marking Tell me I’m ready Am7 Gm Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel Eb If I can break or make a deal Bb Cause I gotta, gotta live for once F I wanna finally feel what it’s like to really win Dm F To focus all this energy that I’ve been holding in Bb I have this fire in me F I have to have my say Dm No more asking why Gm Eb F C Just no more Y M CA F Marking Am Going through the motions Now it’s my turn, now it’s my turn Dm Bb No more burning through the best years of my life F I’m marking Am Tell me I’m ready Gm Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel Eb I’m making my appeal F Gotta, gotta live for real Bb Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Dm Oh oh oh C No F Bb Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Dm Oh oh oh C No F Bb Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Dm Oh oh oh C No F Gotta, gotta live for real