Fast Lane

F Follow me down, N.C. All the pathways where the broken remnants lie. N.C. This October sky, N.C. Is getting redder by the minute, and I. F Gm7 I told you I’d try, but I don’t know why F Cuz we know it’s a foolish waste of time. Cadd11 Gm7 And over, and over again you cry. Bb F And I get caught in your web of lies. F C Gm Bb F C Gm Bb F Said I’m driving in the fast lane, C Gm Watching cars pass me by. Bb F Don’t know why, I, like to drive 85. C And there’s a cop on my left side, Gm Got the devil on my right. Bb F I thought these were supposed to be the best days of my life. F Seems like trouble’s always brewing, C When the leaves fall to the ground. Gm I leave this town, and never look behind. Bb For when the trumpet sounds, F There is no other way that I could go. C Gm The sweet Ohio river flows away. Bb My day is covered in the melody. F So why not sing with me? F Said I’m driving in the fast lane, C Gm Watching cars pass me by. Bb F Don’t know why, I, like to drive 85. C And there’s a cop on my left side, Gm Got the devil on my right. Bb F I thought these were supposed to be the best days of my life, F C Gm I don’t know why, I, Bb C Thought these were supposed to be the best days of my life F When the cool winds blowing, Bb F Justify my ways. G Cuz in this haze, Bb G The better days have passed me by. C F The better days have passed me by. F C Some say come fly with me, Gm Bb Escaping the fate of destruction, F Escaping the misery. F But I know, oh, oh, C The temporary sanity is fading quickly, Gm And in this falling city, Bb C# I said I need you with me. N.C. C Now I’m sitting in the back seat, Gm Watching cars pass me by. Bb F Don’t know why, I, like to drive 85. C And there’s a cop on my left side, Gm Got the devil on my right. Bb F I thought these were supposed to be the best days of my life, F Said I’m driving in the fast lane, C Gm Watching cars pass me by. Bb F Don’t know why, I, like to drive 85. C And there’s a cop on my left side, Gm Got the devil on my right. Bb F I thought these were supposed to be the best days of my life, F C Gm Bb F C Gm Bb F Said I’m driving in the fast lane, C Gm Watching cars pass me by. Bb F Don’t know why, I, like to drive 85. C And there’s a cop on my left side, (Fade Out)