G                          D
Lord, I've been talkin' when I should have listened
A                            D
Listening when I should have spoke
G                       D
Lighting a match to old memories
E                      A
Sending them all up in smoke

G                      D
Singing with no one to hear me
A                      D
Fighting my way to the top
G                       D
Rolling with all of the punches
A                        D
Wondering if they'd ever stop

G                           D
Tearing down walls built in prison
A                            D
Building up dreams that wont last
G                       D
Finding the bridges I'm burning
E                       A
Harder to hide than the past

G                      D
Making the future look brighter
A                      D 
Fighting my way to the top
G                       D
Rolling with all of the punches
A                        D
Wondering if they'd ever stop


G                             D
Laughing at jokes that aren't funny
A                     D
Blaming it all on the blues
G                     D
Taking my chances for freedom
E                       A
Betting with nothing to lose

G                      D
Winning on nothing but hunches
A                      D
Fighting my way to the top
G                       D
Rolling with all of the punches
A                        D
Wondering if they'd ever stop

G                       D
Rolling with all of the punches
A                           D
Lord, how I wish they would stop