Tuning: E A D G B E

Note: not sure if the F# chord is exactly right, the base plays an F# though. Comment if you know it and I'll change it! [Intro] Am Em Am Em [Verse 1]

Whe^Amre do failed imposters go? Burn the book that says you took the Hi^Emgh road, high road Aut^Amumn, the fog rolls low

Over rooftops far below the

Hi^Emgh road, high road Spri^Amngtime, the vespers chime

Blossoms fill the trees that line the

Hi^Emgh road, high road Wh^Cere did all your worries go? N^Amow I guess we'll never know How you hit the ^Em

Well, how you hit the [Pre-Chorus]

You said "d^Con't let your he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut" No, I wo^Cn't let my he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut You said "d^Con't let your bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut" No, I w^Con't let my bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut

[Chorus]

Well it's t^Crue, I push too h^Emard I guess To u^Bmse whatever f^Amuel is left At its b^Cest it's all the a^Grt ^F#of d^Amoubt ^Em

[Verse 2]

Well, I r^Ameally don't know how we call this peace 'Cause it's a goddamn shame about the wall to wall wars^Em Pleading se^Clf-defence but the story's old Murder's wo^Amrth it, we're told There's a promise on the way, yea^Emh

I don't believe what they say [Pre-Chorus]

You said "d^Con't let your he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut" No, I wo^Cn't let my he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut You said "d^Con't let your bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut" No, I w^Con't let my bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut

[Chorus]

Well, it's m^Cagical, your me^Emaningless Hab^Bmitual, mund^Amane excess At its be^Cst it's all the a^Grt o^F#f dou^Ambt ^Em ^AmDou^Embt

[Verse 3]

Now we g^Amotta take it upon ourselves Next time the kick drum starts Drag your mind from the gutter b^Emabe All this is^Colation's sinister So be ki^Amnd to yourself There will never be another you^Em

There's just nobody else that's you [Pre-Chorus]

You said "d^Con't let your he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut" No, I wo^Cn't let my he^Gart g^F#ive o^Emut You said "d^Con't let your bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut" No, I w^Con't let my bre^Gath r^F#un o^Emut

[Chorus]

Well it's t^Crue, I push too h^Emard I guess To u^Bmse whatever f^Amuel is left Yeah it's t^Crue, I push too h^Emard I guess To u^Bmse whatever f^Amuel is left Yeah it's t^Crue, I push too h^Emard I guess To u^Bmse whatever f^Amuel is left At its b^Cest it's all the a^Grt ^F#of do^Emubt At its b^Cest it's all the a^Grt ^F#of ^Em

Metric - Art of doubt