[INT] -> C#m - F#

C#m             F#
The lines of my earth,
B                  E          E7M/D#      C#m
so brittle so unfertile, and ready to die
         F#                           B
I need a drink, but the well has gone dry
C#m           F#      B
And we in the habit of saying
    E              E7M/D#     C#m
the same things all over again,
        F#              B
for the money we shall make.

chorus:
            F#m              A
This is the last song that I write
       E   E7M/D#    C#m  C#m/B
To You tell me otherwise
F#           A                 E
  And it\'s because I just don\'t feel it

F#m          A
This is the last song
       E   E7M/D#   C#m  C#m/B
To You tell me otherwise
               F#                   Am     C#m
  And it\'s because I just don\'t feel it anymore


Intro chords

riff 1:
E|---12b-9---(x3)---12b-15--

C#m             F#
It should be our time
B                  E          E7M/D#      C#m
This fertile youth\'s black soil is ready for rain
               F#                          B
The harvest is nigh, but the well has gone dry
C#m             F#       B
And they in the habit of saying
     E          E7M/D#    C#m
the same things all over again
           F#             B
about the money we shall make

chorus