Gold Mine Gutted

C Am G F 2x

Am
It was Don Delilo whiskey
F                      C
And a blinking midnight clock
C
Speakers on the T.V. stand
F               G
Just a turntable to watch
Am
Only smoke came out our mouths
             F              C
On all those hooded sweatshirt walks
           Am     G F
We were a stroke of luck
           Am  G                  F
We were a gold mine that gutted us

C                    Am
And from the sidelines you see me run
C                   F
Until I'm out of breath
C                               G
Living the good life I left for death
      F                G
The sorrowful midwest
G             F
But I did my best to keep my head

C Am G F 2x

Am
It was grass stain jeans and incompletes
F                      C
And a girl from class to touch
C
But you think about yourself too much
F               G
And you ruin who you love
Am
Well all these claims at consciousness
F                   C
My stray dog freedom
            Am    G      F
Let's have a nice clean cut
          Am      G                 F
Like a bag we buy and divy up

C                    Am
And from the sidelines I see you run
C                   F
Until you're out of breath
C                               G
And all those white lines that sped us up
      F                G
We hurried to our death
G             F
Well I lagged behind so you got ahead.