From A Closet In Norway

G Em G Em I would rather be any place but here G Em Spin the bottle or roll the dice my dear G Em Cause I can't care I can't seem to break my fall G Em It seems I would rather be any place at all C Em G F So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? C Em G Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me Am G Killing me, killing me G Em I remember when, wind would make me cry G Em I remember when I wasn't afraid to die G Em I wish I'd never, never fallen in line G Em So take this soul I sold, I'm going back in time C Em G F So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything? C Em G Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing me Am Am Killing me, killing me G Em It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live G Em It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live G Em 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