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
