Tom: D
G F#m G Em A
[Verse 1]
A G F#m
This ain't Hollywood,it never really gets that good.
G Em A
Call it love if you think you should, there's no need to explain.
G F#m
Tonight it's just you and me,a furnished room, black and white TV,
G Em A
The late movie runs till three, then it's just you and me again.
G F#m
There's no work, just a lot of talk, I quit drinking, now I watch the clock,
G Em A
I count the minutes in the dark, till the sun crawls up again.
[Chorus 1]
G A
And you won't leave soon because I know,
Bm F#m
You're just like me with no place to go.
G A
And there's a love still here, nothing's died,
Bm G A
It just got hurt and buried deep inside.
[Verse 2]
G F#m
No this ain't Hollywood, it ain't Venice or Malibu,
G Em A
It's not the life I promoised you, when we set out years ago.
G F#m
You're waitng tables from one to nine, I fill out forms and stand in line,
G Em A
No work just a waste of time, and every day's the same.
[Instrumental]
Em G A F#m G D Em A
A G F#m
You're home later each night I see, I fix dinner while you talk to me,
G Em A
And then we wait for the late movie, to take us away again.
[Chorus 2]
G A
And you won't leave soon, because I know,
Bm F#m
You're just like me with no place to go.
G A
No place to go, it's just a matter of time,
Bm G A
You'll find somewhwere just a matter of time.
[Outro]
G F#m
No this ain't Hollywood, it never really gets that good,
G Em A
Call it love if you think you should, no need to explain.
