Tom: Eb
Eb Bb Gm Fm
[Verse 1]
Eb
Run the water 'til it scalds, you know that I'm listening
Bb
Pitter-patter runs the shower, hits the bare porcelain
Gm
Watch the dirt run down the plughole, hear an echo within
Ab
They described you nude, in detail, I knew everything
[Verse 2]
Eb Bb
An artist's impression of the Manhattan skyline
Gm Fm
And a soon to be burn scar in the perfect shape of the Sooner State
Eb Bb
I fall to my knees, my piss-soaked jeans
Gm Ab
The first time, the last time, all the times in-between
Eb Bb Cm Ab
The first time, the last time, all the times I would've liked there to have been
[Coda]
Eb Bb Cm Ab
I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea
Eb Bb Cm Ab
I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea
Eb Bb Cm Ab Eb
I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea
