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
la la la la  la la la la  la la la la

[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