^DMy voice never made it in time And^Bm they hu^Ang me o^Gut to dry

^DMy words never bother to rhyme And I ^Bmalways ^Awonder ^Gwhy

^BmSo now I've t^Aaken to chewing bottles To see^D if I still bleed

A G D A G (x3)

^DThe king has to beg for his meals The ^Bmtimes just ^Aget me ^Gdown

^DBut I'm just a spoke in the wheel I'll ^Bmalways ^Abe ^Garound

^BmAnd now ou^Ar plans are just like trash in the breeze ^BmThey never ^Astay afloat for long

^BmBut I'll take my chances And shak^Ae the hands of those who think that

they're ^Dstill free ^A ^G That th^Dey're s^Atil^Gl free

That th^Dey're s^Atil^Gl free That th^Dey're^A st^Gill free

Come on D A G (x4) (Listen for when to pause here, not difficult)

^DGrab yo^Gur torches It's time ^Dto burn this town

Like men^G on porches No one w^Dill make a sound

So find^G the pieces And build ^Danother one

We alwa^Gys need it Because^D it's never done

D G Bm A (x2)

^DIt's all ^Ggreat ^BmI ca^An't breathe anymore

^DStill ^Gawake ^BmWhen my ^Aface hits the floor

^DSpent the ^Gday ^BmWatching wav^Aes eat the shore

^DI can't ^Gstay ^BmNo one ^Asings^D an^Gymore (x9)

If you have changes to make this better, please submit them. -Ben Malley

Radical Face - Chewing bottles