A
The city looks pretty when you been indoors
D
For 23 days I’ve ignored all your phone calls
A
And everyone’s waiting when you get back home
D
They don’t know where you been, why you gone so long
A
Friends treat you like a stranger and
D
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
A
Spare a thought for the ones that came before
D
All in a daze bending backwards to reach your goal
C D A
Sometimes I get sad
C D A
It’s not all that bad
C D A
One day, maybe never
C G A
I’ll come around
A
The city takes pity on your injured soul
D
And heavenly prose ain’t enough good to fill that hole
A
Everyone’s soaked in animosity
D
It’s vicious in winter, you never say what you mean
A
Friends treat you like a stranger and
D
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
A
Wakin’ up to another dismal day
D
You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful
C D A
Sometimes I get mad
C D A
It’s not half as bad
C D A
Pull yourself together
C D A
And just calm down
( D A D )
A D
I’ll be what you want oh when you want it
A D
But I’ll never be what you need
A D
And the city looks pretty from where I’m standing
( A E A )
[Final] A G F#m D
A G F#m D
A G F#m D
A G F#m D
D C#m Bm A
