The Winning Side Chords

Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Riff

Intro

C C F

C C F F

CWell I admit to the mistakes

At least privately in takes

 And heFre's another one

CI said "we'd be okay"

"But that's a lie, man"

 I mean.. "HFey, we're all dying.. young!!"

CIt's no worse off than it seems..

but it's more like a terrifying dream

 And I'm Fserious!!

 It's eitCher whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb

 I'm seFrious!!

 It's theG only thing I think

 When I Amwake up in my bed

 When myG stomach churns, as theseAm pages turn

 Is the wForld burnin'

 Or is it only.. in my Ghead?

 On a screCen on a TV

On a scene in front of me

 With all the wFhite noise n the static

And the stifling of the screams

 This is Cwar, this is death, this is real you better bet!

 On the wFinning side, the winning side,

The winning side, the winning side

 And I'm Csittin' in a train

Over Brooklyn in the rain

 All by mFyself

CWhen a thought occurs to me..

That all these people wanna be

 Just soFmewhere.. else

 Like eveCry day is just a loss,

spent arguing with your boss

 Over a cFoffee break

 Oh and tChe same is true for me,

I mean, one more indignity

 And I’m gFoing to break

 Because the oGnly thing I think when he wAmalks out on the screen

 He says, “The sGky falls, and your Amduty calls”

 Man it Ftakes some balls to be so obscGene

 On a sCcreen on a TV

On a scene in front of me

 With all the wFhite noise n the static

And the stifling of the screams

 This is Cwar, this is death, this is real you better bet!

 On the wFinning side, the winning side

The winning side, the winning side

 The rGight side, the right side

 Well they Amshipped you off, and your parents cried

 And it all Gfalls away so quietly

 When you Amwake up to reality..

 But ReFality?

 What's reality? What's rGeality? What's reality?

 It's a fucking buCllet!! F

 Well I got a Cbrother in Iraq

I got no way to get him back

 Like all those Fpeople in the sands,

Buried in Afghanistan

 I got a Cchild in a crib

I got a father in a bib

 I got no Fpills

I got no skills

I got no idea what I did

 I just Cwonder every second

of every minute that passes by

 Are we lFiving?

Are we dreaming?

Are we winning where we die?

 In a Gcloud of dust, in a mushroom burst

 In a Amseries of degradations first

FAll alone, in a hospital bed?

 Wondering what we might of done insGtead!

 With a Clifetime, lifetime

F

A lifetime, A lifetime

C

A lifetime, A lifetime

F

A lifetime, A lifetime

G

A lifetime, A lifetime

 Well, we Ampaid our dues, and we did our time

 But tell me wGhat exactly was our crime?

 Well I Amstand and stood for this fallen line

 While Fyou decide who lives, who dies

 I hope you Gchoke on all.. your... Clies