Intro: C

       C      G          F           C
With a bag, a bottle and this old guitar
       C            G           F     C
In the back of some bus, on the road
    C          G               F          C
I'm living the high life, with nothing to show
      C           G          C
But a love that's letting me go

     F           G         C
Your heroes turn out to be assholes
    F                 G              C
The light that you're chasing in the tunnel is a train
F           G        C
Singer's in key, the guitar's in tune
        F             G        C
But the song is still slipping away

        C             G            F            C
Oh, the lights of the city paint a stage in the night
        C      G           F    C
For two hearts breaking in time
     C          G                F           C
Wild horses are cursed, but then freedom and mind
        C           G         C
And the hunger left burning inside

     F           G         C
Your heroes turn out to be assholes
    F            G                  C
The light in the tunnel that you're chasing is a train
F           G        C
Singer's in key, the guitar's in tune
        F             G        C
But the song is still slipping away


    F      G            C
And slowly nothing else matters
       F             G            C
As the white and the black become grey