E
You must've fallen from the sky
C#m                   F#m
You must've shattered on the runway
B                       E
you've brought so many to the light
C#m                   F#m
And now you're by yourself
B                       E
There comes a point in every fight
C#m                     F#m
When giving up seems like the only way
B                       E
When everyone one has said goodbye
C#m               F#m       B
And now you're on your own

                         F#m      B
If you need somewhere to fall apart
             F#m      B
Somewhere to fall apart

E                      C#m
The rules of cain ,the rights you've made
F#m                B
The owls that caw, for those to blame
E                      C#m
The broken glass, the fool that asked
F#m                B
The moving arrow to stop
B                       E
You must've fallen from the sky
C#m                   F#m
You must've come here in the pourin' rain
B                       E
You took so many through the light
C#m                   F#m  B
And now you're on your own

                         F#m      B
If you need somewhere to fall apart
             F#m      B
Somewhere to fall apart

E                    C#m
The ruins of man, the bloody black
F#m                    B
The fool that bull the prouder hag
E                    C#m
The night the makes the rattle ack
F#m                    B
The wolves that follow the outed man
A9
The falling star the way we are
C#m
The vern
A9                             C#m    B
The rules that never ever mulitply
                   E
You must've fallen from the sky
C#m                   F#m
You must've come here on the wrong way
B                      E
You came among us every time
C#m                   F#m
But now you're on your own

                         F#m      B
If you need somewhere to fall apart
             F#m      B
Somewhere to fall apart

E                  C#m
The call you seek, the basket case
F#m                 B
The rules of thumb you have to break
E                  C#m
The raging skull, The rag to the bull
F#m                 B
The nails that drag in either hand
E                  C#m
Well I will make my worker that
F#m
I know this place
B
I know this time
                   E
You must've fallen from the sky