- Intro: D



- Verse 1:

     D                     D
The story it grows older, the story is no story here
D                             D
I never knew what it is, and there`s no sign of it ending
   D                                Bm
As I am it and ought to be, they`re telling me I am
Em
They`re telling me I am
G        A
Telling me




- Chorus:

D         A             G        A           D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re
       A             G                A                D
On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars
    Bm         G             A
Composition competition you drive




- Intrumental: D




- Verse 2:

D                        D
Just because I don`t go, to the church where you reside
D                          D
I might as well forget it, the nineties won`t be back again
Bm
Until i`m forty-eight years old
D                    D
I can be the hungry, as i eat my words again, appealing yet apalling
D                                                    Bm
Rising to my falling, I`m going to extreme ends, I`m gagging on their scene
Em
I`m gagging on their scene
G            A
I`m gagging on




- Chorus:

D         A             G        A           D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re
       A             G                A                D
On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars
    Bm         G             A
Composition competition you shift




- Bridge:

 Bm        F#  G      A             Bm                   F#   G
I`m the driver, over time in it`s defense, I move their car
           A              Bm           F#                G           A          D         
And for a moment it makes sense, but I fail them in the end (I fail them in the end)




- Instrumental : D A G A
                 D A G A
                 D




- Verse 3:

D                        D
In the arms of old age, knowing only one to lose
D                             D
Feeling nothing more to hide, consider life a forgery
D                                Bm                                
As you`re gagging on your scene, admit to fraudulence
Em                       G                  A
Driven to this thought, resigned to go that way




- Chorus:

D         A             G        A           D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you`re
       A             G                A                D
On the list at every door, you don`t bowl or race fast cars
    Bm         G             A
Composition competition you drive
D         A  G               A        
competition Competition  Im losing
D         A         G        
I fail them in the end
A                 D
I fail it in the end