Intro: E A9 E A9 E G# C#m C#m7 A E A9 Looking back at the crash site, E A9 I don't see me by the road side. E G# Well this heart is on wheels tonight, C#m C#m7 A Straight through the ghettos and without lights. E A9 Now every heart has a blind side, E A9 Where he learns how to improvise. E G# Well this place is a whorehouse tonight, C#m C#m7 A Cheaper lovers make expensive wives-- Ponte / Refr?o: C#m E But all of these horses B G# that you chase around, C#m C#m7 F# In the end they are the ones F#m B that always bring you down. E A9 This invisible city, E A9 Where no one sees nothing. E G# Where touching faces--In the dark. C#m C#m7 A Feeling pretty is so hard. (Solo) E A9 Now all of these voices, E A9 And all of these noises. E G# With all of their illusions of choices, C#m C#m7 A They've come to my door with one dozen roses. E A9 The imitation of good thief, E A9 Is how you stumble upon hate. E G# It may of been the first of mistakes, C#m C#m7 A When we held on to listening that opened the gates-- C#m E But all of these horses B G# that you chase around, C#m C#m7 F# In the end they are the ones F#m B that always bring you down. E A9 This invisible city, E A9 Where no one sees nothing. E G# Where touching faces--In the dark. C#m C#m7 A Feeling pretty is so hard. (Solo) E A9 Now I try not to tell lies, E A9 But there's pressures from inside. E G# So I've learned how to compromise, C#m C#m7 A Good people for alibis C#m E But all of these horses B G# that you chase around, C#m C#m7 F# In the end they are the ones F#m B that always bring you down. E A9 This invisible city, E A9 Where no one sees nothing. E G# Where touching faces--In the dark. C#m C#m7 A Feeling pretty is so hard.
