Move The Car

D - D D The story it grows older, the story is no story here D D I never knew what it is, and there`s no sign of it ending D Bm As I am it and ought to be, they`re telling me I am Em They`re telling me I am G A Telling me - D A G A D Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re A G A D On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars Bm G A Composition competition you drive - Intrumental: D - D D Just because I don`t go, to the church where you reside D D I might as well forget it, the nineties won`t be back again Bm Until i`m forty-eight years old D D I can be the hungry, as i eat my words again, appealing yet apalling D Bm Rising to my falling, I`m going to extreme ends, I`m gagging on their scene Em I`m gagging on their scene G A I`m gagging on - D A G A D Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re A G A D On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars Bm G A Composition competition you shift - Bm F# G A Bm F# G I`m the driver, over time in it`s defense, I move their car A Bm F# G A D And for a moment it makes sense, but I fail them in the end (I fail them in the end) - D A G A D A G A D - D D In the arms of old age, knowing only one to lose D D Feeling nothing more to hide, consider life a forgery D Bm As you`re gagging on your scene, admit to fraudulence Em G A Driven to this thought, resigned to go that way - D A G A D Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re A G A D On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars Bm G A Composition competition you drive D A G A competition Competition Im losing D A G I fail them in the end A D I fail it in the end