Transcribed by Michael A. Mazur (mmazur@wpi.edu)
Slightly modified by Tod Briggs (briggst@hotmail.com)


Intro and verse: (Piano arranged for guitar)

   FM7         Bb                FM7         Bb
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F             Bb                  F     Bb
I never go to New York City these days
Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me
And maybe in a month or two,
maybe when things are different for me
maybe when things are different for you
You know all of this shit just sticks in my head

   Chorus:
   Gm      Cm7      Bb              Eb
   There's anything different these days?
   Gm  Cm7             Bb
   The light in her eyes goes out
   I never had light in my eyes anyway
   But maybe things are different these days

It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while
The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed
Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me
Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me

   There's anything different these days?
   The light in her eyes goes out
   I never had light in my eyes anyways
   Maybe things are different these days

I dream I'm in New York City some nights
And angels float down from all the buildings
Something about an angel just kills me
I keep hoping something will
I keep hoping, I keep hoping, I keep hoping

   There's anything different these days?
   The light in her eyes goes out,
   I never had light in my eyes anyways
   Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe
   Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different,
   Maybe things are different, maybe things are different
   The light goes out
   I never had light in my eyes anyways
   Maybe things are different......
these days.