Tom: C
C F C
you keep your ears so close to the ground
C F C
you process speech and there's no one around
Am C F G
and it's a grand old time for a broken glass
C F C
and it's all we ever need
C F C Am G
[Verse 2]
C F C
you dig them holes and never find a dime
C F C
you can't pretend it's not a waste of time
Am C F G
and the payphones ring until you burn em down
C F C
it's my kind of town
[Chorus]
C F C C Am G
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[Chorus]
C F C C Am G
la la la la la la la la la la la la
C F C Am G
[Chorus]
C F C C Am G
la la la la la la la la la la la la
[Verse 3]
C F C
you lie before the change of pace
C F C
when your set dead last in a wasted race
Am C F G
it's the cold hard facts that will bring me to tears
C F C
and that's the way it goes
[Chorus]
C F C C Am G
la la la la la la la la la la la la
C F C C Am G
la la la la la la la la la la la la
