C E Am C7 F Fm

C    E            Am    C7
Born under a hotel sign

F        Fm            C     G

Poured into the foyer like a glass of wine

C     E            Am                 C7

Add Chinatown, add soaking sheets and longing

F           Fm      Am        G

Add distance, awful distance

F         Fm

My body's such an anchor


          C          E        Am
When it's wasted not being beside you

F           G

Hold to the old

F                G

True love's only for wild hearts

C E Am C7 F Fm

Blood money sweats in my hand
Tattoos on each other for strapped romance
I've waded though an ocean of sand for a grain of doubt
And I'm certain

My body's such an anchor
When it's wasted not being beside you
Hold to the old
True love's only for wild hearts