::Intro::
E B 
C#min F# B

::Verse #1::
E B 
C#min F# B
           E                                              B
There's a lady come lately She's dancing with me in the street
               E                                                       B
And though I know we're both faking I'm not waiting for loose ends to meet
             E                                              B
See she's holding me close and I don't even know her last name
       E                        C#min       F#            B
And I might hate myself in the morning but tonight it's okay

::Verse #2::
E B 
C#min F# B
            E                                             B
Spent the night at this party with people that I hardly knew
                E                                                 B
And they were talking ambition as I was listening my resentment grew
       E                                             B
So I mulled in the corner and drank 'till I wasn't afraid
                 E                      C#min    F#            B 
And I said, "I might hate myself in the morning, but you're also a waste"

::Chorus::
     C#min       D#min             E          F#
See, we know no blood flows in the dry desert clay
     C#min        D#min       E       F#
Hard lessons I learned on an October day
             E               B
And I can't shake 'em off
         E                 C#min  F#
I can't shake them off

::Verse #3::
E B 
C#min F# B

::Verse #3::
       E                                                             B
So he said with a vengeance "Hey you, why don't you keep your mouth shut"
             E                                                B   
And I said, "What's gonna happen you fat-assed fool, so then what"
        E                                                   B
So I followed him outside and I made sure I took the first swing
          E                          C#min    F#                     B
Knowing tonight what's so god damn important doesn't really mean a thing

::Chorus::
     C#min       D#min             E          F#
See, we know no blood flows in the dry desert clay
     C#min        D#min       E       F#
Hard lessons I learned on an October day
             E               B
And I can't shake 'em off
         E                 C#min  F#
No, I can't shake 'em off
             E          B
Oh, I can't shake them off
         E       C#min  F#         B
I can't shake               them off
E   B
Oh yeah
E  C#min  F#    B
Oh             yeah