| Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G |
| Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | Cj7 | Cj7 |
G
I'm riding down Kingsley,
C
Figuring I'll get a drink
G
Turn the radio up loud,
D | C D |
So I don't have to think,
G
I take her to the floor,
C
Looking for a moment when the world seems right,
Am
And I tear into the guts,
C D7 G
Hmmm of something in the night
You're born with nothing,
C
And better off that way,
G
Soon as you've got something the send
D | C D |
Someone to try and take it away,
G
You can ride this road 'till dawn,
C
Without another human being in sight,
Am
Just kids wasted on
C D7 G
Hmmm something in the night
D
Nothing is forgotten or forgiven,
C | C G C G |
When it's your last time around,
D
I got stuff running around 'round my head
C D7 D
That I just can't live down
G
When we found the things we loved,
C
They were crushed and dying in the dirt
G
We tried to pick up the pieces,
D | C D |
And get away without getting hurt,
G
But they caught us at the state line,
C
And burned our cars in one last fight,
Am
And left us running burned and blind,
C D7 G
Hmm chasing something in the night | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | (to fade out)
Cj7 G C D D7 Am
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