A F#m7 F#m You have no interest in the past E C Where you came from B Where you're going to A F#m7 F#m There's a cliche in your eye E C File the edges down B Soon be underground C There's nothing here for you under the sun A E There's nothing new to do, it's all been done B So put your faith in another place C Never seem to get away from this A E It's all fallen into an abyss B So put your foot on the pedal boy A F#m7 F#m All you know is secondhand E C Bullet pass through B The cage inside you A F#m7 F#m You stole the only thing you love E C So unfaithful B Drop is fatal