Тональность

Gm         A#               Cm     
She was a young girl in pursuit of 
         D# D
glory and fame
She would Do anything she could to 
feel the flame
When everybody knew your moves and 
the games you played
She finally made all her dreams come
true and then she screamed

(Chorus)
A#    F            Gm
   Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D         A#
Oh, no this ain't paradise
    F              Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
D# D
Yeah
Gm   A#              Cm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D          Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
     A#             Cm      D# D
Oh, no, this ain't paradise

(Verse 2)
Gm          A#                 Cm
He was a young boy in pursuit of 
       D# D
money and fame
He would Do anything he could to 
kill the pain
When everybody knew your move, they 
speakin' your name
All over the late night local news I
heard him scream

(Chorus)
A#    F            Gm
   Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D         A#
Oh, no this ain't paradise
    F              Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
D# D
Yeah
Gm   A#              Cm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D          Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
     A#             Cm      D# D
Oh, no, this ain't paradise

(Bridge)
D#          Gm               F    D
I say the sun don't shine forever
And everything that glitter ain't 
gold
I say love don't love forever
Oh, but everything that Do gets old


Piano

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Sometimes we try to find a road to 
the riches, need roadside assistance
Blisters on my knees from beggin' 
for forgiveness
Ain't no dollars on my trees, but 
mileage on my feet
Cause I've been climbin' to the peak
and runnin' from the bullshit
I'm tired of playin' the same song, 
who told the DJ bring it back
Dead presidents bullet in Abraham 
Lincoln hat
Starin' at big posts, I sware that 
he be wankin' back
Cut school, sell crack, sorry I'm 
just thinkin' back

(The same chords as chorus)

Call me crazy I've been called worse
It's like I have it all but what's 
it all worth
I'm probably better in my afterlife
I should cherish life but this ain't
paradise

(Chorus)

A#    F            Gm
   Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D         A#
Oh, no this ain't paradise
    F              Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
D# D
Yeah
Gm   A#              Cm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
    D#  D          Gm
Oh, no, this ain't paradise
     A#             Cm      D# D
Oh, no, this ain't paradise