G C G

                          C                  G
I’ve got to find a better coping mechanism
                          C                       G
I’m falling apart, disintegrating in the schism
                D               C
Is it a show or is it realism
                              G         C      G
Lost and found and then I was locked up in a prison

                     C                   G
I better find a more suitable solution
                           C                     G
Before I reach the most predictable conclusion
                       D                   C
To be the victim of my personal delusion
                            G      C    G
Just to find that I’ve been living an illusion

G                                           C
They say there’s just no substitute for the real thing
                              G         C          G
The kind of chemical that can make your whole body sing
                 D                           D7
You can take the needle and shove it in your vein
                G         C             G
And call it medication to alleviate you pain

                            C                     G
I do my best to keep the confusion to a minimum
                       C                           G
I’ll try not to be the monster of the millennium
                                 D                            C
Someday they’ll thank us for the hell that we was givin’ em
                                           G     C      G
When all of this time we just hope we were borderline offendin’ em

G                                           C
They say there’s just no substitute for the real thing
                              G         C          G
The kind of chemical that can make your whole body sing
                     D                                    D7
Scrub it till you’re bleedin’ but you can’t scrub out the stain
                      G                 C               G      Em
Leave your mouth wide open while you’re drowning in the rain

                 G                               Em
Put your head down, wipe the spit out your eye
                            G                Em
Ain’t nobody coming to your poor me parade
                              G
When trouble comes to your door, what you ignoring it for
          A                               D
You’ll be standing there helpless when it comes on in

D                                           C
They say there’s just no substitute for the real thing
                             G         C          G
The kind of chemical that’ll make your whole body sing
                  D                              D7
You can test your merit, you can show it some restraint
                             G       C     G
But in the end you’re just a predictable refrain

                           C
Oh, ain’t nothing like the real thing
                             G         C          G
The kind of chemical that’ll make your whole body sing
                  D                              D7
You can test your merit, you can show it some restraint
                             G       C     G
But in the end you’re just a predictable refrain

             C              G
While you’re poison in your brain (Cause you’re heart has been mislain)
           C                  G
But you’re gonna die just the same (For a dream you could not attain)
          C              G
Cause you drove yourself insane (And there’s nobody left to blame)
            C           G
So you just carry on an complain
     C               G
Till you forget your name