Standard (EADGBE)

I'm falling out of grace with the world

 They say I've lost my midas touch

 What turned to gold now turns to rust

 I'm falling out of line with all the stars

 That flood my dreams with their guitars and magazines

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Face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds

 Ground into my face now

And every angle's covered with just another (band-aid)

I'm falling out of style with the current way things are

 The things that make conforming hard

I'm falling out of control and you just can't stop me now

 I'll fight as long as time allows

Chorus

I'm out here way beyond

A shadow of a doubt

And i know i'm never falling out of favor with you [x2]

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I won't think twice or even three times

 About taking a gamble with you

 Cause with my life you have been so kind

 I take all my comfort from you

Chorus