Sleeping at the Wheel Matchbox Twenty
Intro
4x B
[B]I, I could be a[G#m]nything. But for the fa[E]ult that I've ac[F#]quired on my wa[B]y.
[B]We, We were the[G#m] end of it. But now we [E]see the sun shin[F#]ing in our fac[G#m]e.
We [E]see the sun [F#]shining in our fa[B]ce.
So come [G#m]on, come on, we c[E]an be saved. The [B]lives we live, the [F#]wars we wage.
When eve[G#m]ryone just te[E]lls us how to f[B]eel. W[F#]e're sleeping at the w[B]heel.
And [B]I, I would give a[G#m]nything.
But for the gr[E]ace of God. I'm [F#]here and still a[B]ware.
We k[B]now the end is overrated. [G#m]We've become the walls we raise.
We d[E]on't believe en[F#]ough but we still ca[G#m]red.
[E]Standing on the e[F#]dge without a p[B]rayer.
So com[G#m]e on, come on, it's a[E]ll we got. Our ha[B]nds are full, our li[F#]ves are not.
The lo[G#m]ose affiliat[E]ion with the r[B]eal. [F#]We're sleeping at the [B]wheel.
[B]All of the time we've lo[E]st.
All of the love we ga[B]ve. And now these hands are t[F#]ied. I can't help thinking.
That I [B]was in a daze, I was losing my place.
I was s[G#m]creaming out at everything, waiting for the walls to come [E]down.
Before my mo[F#]ments starts to f[G#m]ade.
But eve[E]rything that's p[F#]erfect falls aw[B]ay.
So come[G#m] on, come on, we c[E]an be saved. The li[B]ves we live, the w[F#]ars we wage.
When ev[G#m]eryone just te[E]lls us how to f[B]eel. We're sl[F#]eeping at the[B] wheel.
[B] [B] [B] We'[F#]re sleeping at [B]the wheel.
[B] [B] [B] Jus[F#]t sleeping a[B]t the wheel.
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