Time to Pretend

Tom:
(verse 1)
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  D            G              D          Dsus2             D
I'm Feelin rough I'm Feelin raw I'm in the prime of my life.
  D             G               D            Dsus2              D
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives.
  D            G               D           Dsus2             D
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
  D           G             D         Dsus2            D
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
(pre-chorus 1)
G                       A
This is our decision to live fast and die young.
  G      A        D     Dsus2      D    Dsus2
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
G                           A
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
  G        A          D        Dsus2        D      Dsus2
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?
(chorus 1)
A                G                A
Forget about our mothers and our friends.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
to pretend.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
to pretend.
(verse 2)
  D             G              D            Dsus2             D
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
  D             G              D            Dsus2             D
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
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I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
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Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
(pre-chorus 2)
G                            A
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
  G        A         D       Dsus2        D      Dsus2
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
G                              A
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
  G         A           D        Dsus2         D       Dsus2
we'll find some more models, Everything must run its course.
(chorus 2)
A                            G                    A
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
to pretend.
        G           D
We were fated to pretend.
        G           D
to pretend.