Plastic Angels(Chords)

	        Intro 
G B Em C G 


verse 1 
         D      Em 
I'm not a saint 
                           G 
But at least I'm not a fake 
                             B 
I try to tell you bout' my day 
                    G   Bm                                  C 
But yet you're caught up in the things that you're ready to say 


Pre-Chorus 
G                          Bm 
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold 
Em                                 C 
Now I'm just looking through empty souls 
G                            Bm 
Stuck at a party with people I dont know 
Em                       C 
California lonely paradise (fuck) 


Chorus 
G                          B Em      C G 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels 
                    B                              Em            C 
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle 
 G                              Bm 
I'm beggin' give me something real 
        Em            C 
'Cause no one here cares how we feel 
              G 
And I know I'm new here but 
                          B         Em     C 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels 


verse 2 
G 
I know you're lost 
                 Em                G     C 
Overcompensate with all the things you bought 
      G 
Maybe I'm a little too honest 
B                              Em   D C 
Dont mean to put you through all, of, what's to come 


Pre-Chorus 
 G                         Bm 
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold 
Em                             C 
Now I'm just looking through empty souls 
    G                       Bm         Em 
Stuck at a party with people I dont know 
                          G 
California lonely paradise (fuck) 


Chorus 
                          B  Em      C 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels 
G                         B         Em                         C 
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle 
G                             Bm 
I'm beggin' give me something real 
                 Em                C 
'Cause no one here cares how we feel 

And I know I'm new here but 
G                          B  Em      C 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels 
  G                       B     Em       C 
(I just landed in the city of plastic angels) 

  G Bm Em C 


Bridge 
          G                    Bm 
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold 
   Em                          C 
Now I'm just looking through empty souls 
  G                          Bm 
Stuck at a party with people I dont know 
  Em                    E         G 
California lonely paradise (fuck) 


Chorus 
G                        B     Em      C 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels 
  G                         B                            Em      C 
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle 
          G                   B 
I'm beggin' give me something real 
               Em 
'Cause no one here cares how we feel 
      C              G 
And I know I'm new here but 
                           B     Em      C 
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
	        

Written by Kai Klopfleisch/Margaret Peake/Kyle Reynolds/Frank Sweet