Riff 1 4x:
E|---5---5---5---5---3---2---3---5---|
B|-3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3-|
G|-----------------------------------| 
D|-----------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|

(Após tocar 2 vezes o riff 1, entra o riff 2:)

Riff 2 :
              (4x)
E|-0---------2--2-| E|-0---------2----|
B|---3-2-0--------| B|---3-2-0--------|
G|---------2------| G|---------2------|
D|----------------| D|----------------|
A|----------------| A|----------------|
E|----------------| E|----------------|

Verso 1:
D                           G                             D Dsus2 D
I'm Feelin rough I'm Feelin raw I'm in the prime of my life.
D                               G                             D Dsus2 D
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives.
D                              G                           D Dsus2 D
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
D                           G                        D Dsus2 D
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

Pré-Refrão 1:
G                       A
This is our decision to live fast and die young.
G                      A                   D Dsus2 D Dsus2
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
G                           A
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
G                      A                            D Dsus2 D Dsus2
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?

Refrão 1:
A                G                A
Forget about our mothers and our friends.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
              to pretend.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
              to pretend.

Verso 2:
D                                   G                        D Dsus2 D
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
D                           G                                D Dsus2 D
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
D                            G                             D Dsus2 D
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
D                                 G                            D Dsus2 D
Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.

Pré-Refrão 2:
G                            A
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
G                       A                         D Dsus2 D Dsus2
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
G                              A
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
G                            A                         D Dsus2 D Dsus2
we'll find some more models, Everything must run its course.

Refrão 2:
A                            G                    A
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
              to pretend.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
              to pretend.