Intro:
C - Am - G - F (this applies to the faint synth chords before the opening hook too)
Verse 1:
Am G F C
It was Don Delilo whiskey, neat, and a blinking midnight clock
C G F G
Speakers on a tv stand just a turntable to watch
Am G F C
And the smoke came out our mouths on all those hooded-sweatshirt walks
Am G F
We were a stroke of luck
Am G F
We were a goldmine that gutted us
Chorus 1:
C G F C
And from the sidelines you see me run until I'm out of breath
G F C
Living the good life, I left for dead, the sorrowful midwest
G F
Well I did my best to keep my head
C - Am - G - F x2
Verse 2:
Am G F C
It was grass stained jeans and incompletes and a girl from class to touch
C G F G
But you think about yourself too much and you ruin who you love
Am G F C
Well, all these claims at consciousness, my stray dog freedom
Am G F
Let?s have a nice clean cut
Am G F
Like a bag we buy and divvy up
Chorus 2:
C G F C
And from the sidelines I see you run until you're out of breath.
G F C
And all those white lines that sped us up, we hurry to our death
G F
Well, I lagged behind so you got ahead.
