G D Lord, I've been talkin' when I should have listened A D Listening when I should have spoke G D Lighting a match to old memories E A Sending them all up in smoke G D Singing with no one to hear me A D Fighting my way to the top G D Rolling with all of the punches A D Wondering if they'd ever stop G D Tearing down walls built in prison A D Building up dreams that wont last G D Finding the bridges I'm burning E A Harder to hide than the past G D Making the future look brighter A D Fighting my way to the top G D Rolling with all of the punches A D Wondering if they'd ever stop G D Laughing at jokes that aren't funny A D Blaming it all on the blues G D Taking my chances for freedom E A Betting with nothing to lose G D Winning on nothing but hunches A D Fighting my way to the top G D Rolling with all of the punches A D Wondering if they'd ever stop G D Rolling with all of the punches A D Lord, how I wish they would stop