C                   Am
She's walking 'round in emptiness
Em                     F
She's looking for the good She left in her prom dress
C                   Am
She can't take back all her regrets
Em                F
Her only hope is what she did She'll soon forget  C  F  G  F    C  F  G  F


C
The skies a blur
Am
my drug my friend
Em                        F
Sometimes you can't avoid the lonesome, bitter end
C               Am
She breathing in some nicotine
Em                          F
And when she's down she'll drown this town in kerosene

F         G                     C  F  G  F  
This must be the end of the line
C      F    G      F           C
  This must be the end of the line
  
   F       G      F          Em
This must be the end of the line

    F    
The ganja boys
G           F
The locker there
Em           F               G        F 
Maybe the truth is just too much for you to bear
Em    F         G  F
You can't avoid a compromise
Em         F             G                F
Maybe this is just a reflection of what's on your mind


F         G                     C  F  G  F  
This must be the end of the line
C      F    G      F           C
  This must be the end of the line
  
   F       G      F            C  F  G
This must be the end of the line

F                   C                       Eb
Even all this time, we're still making it fine
F                   C                       Eb
Even all this time, we're still making it fine
F                   C                       Eb  D
Even all this time, we're still making it fine

F         G                     C  F  G  F  
This must be the end of the line
C      F    G      F           C
  This must be the end of the line
  
   F       G      F            C  
This must be the end of the line

C                   Am
She's walking 'round in emptiness
Em                     F
She's looking for the good She left in her prom dress