Am

F
The city street, the desert heat
                                           C
Burns my mind and forces my feet to keep moving
F
Three in the afternoon
                             C
Wasted, feel my father disapproving
F
There's a desperation in this town
                                           C
Vultures flank the fools and clowns are crying
F
Shell-shocked and landlocked
                                            C
Don't know if I can leave but I feel like trying
               C E Am           F
And I'd better  run   into the sun
                 Am
Until I hit the ocean

F                                              C
Words and tears have long dried up with my emotions
F
Just 'cause you don't see the way I feel
                             C
Please don't question my devotion
F
Blistered and broken
                                     C
This hearts for sale but no one's a buying
F
Something still burns inside of me
                    C
But I can feel it dying
                C E Am             F
And I'd better    run    into the sun
                  Am
Until I hit the ocean

             F                     Am
And I better run until I hit the ocean  (X2)
            F   C E Am              F
And I better     run     into the sun 
                  Am 
until I hit the ocean