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verse 1
Am G F
I'm pedal to the metal make no mistake
F G Am G F F G
This is my pity party, pity party
Am G F
And I'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke
F G Am G
Spiritual revolt from the waist down
F F G
From the waist down
G
I'm just a full tank away from freedom
F
A Spitfire
F G Am G
These are the last blues we're ever gonna have
Dm F G
Let's see how deep we get
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm F G
To the places that we never should have left
Am G
The last blues we're ever gonna have
Dm F G
Let's see how deep we'll get
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm
To the places that we never should have left
Post-Chorus
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G
The last, the last, the last
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G
The last, the last, the last
Am G F F G
verse 2
Am G F
I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate
Am G
It doesn't wanna live in a cage
F
A feeling that I can't housebreak
Am
And I'm yours
G F
'Til the earth starts to crumble and the heavens roll away
Am G F
I'm struggling to exist with you and without you, yeah
G
I'm just a full tank away from freedom
F
Spitfire
F G Am G
These are the last blues we're ever gonna have
Dm F G
Let's see how deep we get
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm F G
To the places that we never should have left
Am G
The last blues we're ever gonna have
Dm F G
Let's see how deep we'll get
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm
To the places that we never should have left
Post-Chorus
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G
The last, the last, the last
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G
The last, the last, the last
verse 3
Am
I'm sifting through the sand, sand, sand
F
Looking through pieces of broken hourglass
C
Trying to get it all back
Put it back together
G
As if the time had never passed
Am
I know I should walk away, know I should walk away
F
But I just want to let you break my brain
C
And I can't seem to get a grip
G
No matter how I live with it
Am G Dm F G
These are the last blues, yeah
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm F G
To the places that we never should have left
Am G
The last blues we're ever gonna have
Dm F G
Let's see how deep we'll get
Am G
The glow of the cities below lead us back
Dm
To the places that we never should have left
Post-Chorus
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G
The last, the last, the last
Am G
The last, the last, the last
Dm F G Am
The last, the last, the last
Written by Andrew Hurley/Patrick Stump/Joe Trohman/Pete Wentz