A Pecking order's got you wasting time A F#m D Time at the border and you're way behind A Fill a honda with your property A F#m D A F#m D A Am I falling, I'm falling in line A If a violet should wither and die A F#m D A You're picking petals trying to decide my pain your gain A F#m D A F#m D I'm falling, I'm falling in line Chorus: D E A And your brain still bows to your racing heart D E A And your brain's devout to your racing heart D E A And your brain devours your racing heart D E A If you strain, it makes things hard Pecking order's got you wasting time Discrepancy, you're pulled aside Don't mock the bureaucracy I'm falling, I'm falling in line Convey that you've lost your mind The obligatory one-four-five Clenched fist blacklist, zig-zags trunk sags You're flagged for life F#m C#m Bm Surrounded and you get overwhelmed F#m C#m Bm You're drowning and everyone can tell Chorus: F#m C#m Bm And your brain bows to your racing heart D E A And your brain's devout to your racing heart D E A And your brain's devoured by your racing heart D E A And your brain's devout to your racing heart D E A And your brain's devout to your racing heart D E A And your brain's devout to your racing heart D E A And your brain bows to your racing heart A And you wait for the wave | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am C#m D E F#m Bm |