Relient K - Falling out

^FI'm fall^Ging out^Am of grace with the world They s^Fay I've^F lost my midas touch What turn^Ged to gold^F now turns to rust I'm fa^Glling out^Am of line with all the stars That fl^Food my dr^Feams w^Gith their guitars and magazines

^AmFace down ^Fthis carpet tastes^F like coffee grounds^G Ground into my fac^Ame now ^FAnd every^F angle's cov^Gered with just^F ano^Fther (band-aid)^{G F}

^FI'm falli^Gng out of style with ^Amthe current way things are The things that m^Fake conforming hard ^{G F}I'm falling out^G of control and you^Am just can't stop me now I'll fig^Fht as long as tim^Ge allows

^FI'm out here ^Gway beyond ^AmA shadow ^Fof a doubt ^AmAnd i know i^F'm never fa^Flling ou^Ft of favo^Gr with y^Fou [x2]

About t^Faking a gamble ^Gwith you ^Am Cause with my li^Ffe you have been so k^Gind I ^Ftake all my ^Gcomfort from ^Amyou