Tom: C
F G
I'm taking my aim
F G
From this window pane
F Em C
And I'm turning the gun on myself
[Verse 2]
C Gaug
The Upper West Side
C Gaug
Is supposed to be quiet
C G7 C Gaug
It's supposed to be wealthy and dull
C Gaug
So how to explain
C Gaug
This thundering pain
C G7 C Gaug
That's pushing its way through my skull
[Chorus]
F G
I'm taking a leave
F G
Of my senses, you see
F Em C
And I'm turning the gun on myself
[Verse 3]
C Gaug
New York is loud
C Gaug
It's wonderfully loud
C G7 C Gaug
I wouldn't live anywhere else
C Gaug
But I need my rest
C Gaug
To be at my best
C G7 C Gaug
Away from the high decibels
[Chorus]
F G
I'm losing my will
F G
I'm shooting to kill
F Em C
And I'm turning the gun on myself
F G
I'm losing my will
F G
And I'm shooting to kill
F Em C
And I'm turning the gun on myself
