A great Elliott Smith song from Heatmiser's Mic City Sons. I believe that on the recording the song is played tuned a step down, but to me it sound fine in standard tuning. ----- Am You're everybody's second home Am/B (Just Am works here, too) Always trying to get me alone C D F An easy way to lose it all Am Always there when all else fails Am strum D, then F Over by the west side rails But I don't really need that now I never really did anyhow I only really needed alcohol Something that'll treat me okay And wouldn't say the things you'd say Fm E Please turn out the light D I get a sick confusion headache trying Am to figure out who's right Dreaming on the silver strand Waking up to plainclothes man You little bastard, little boy in blue Someone's gonna get to you And fuck up everything you do He's so unhappy inside He's serious with everyone And he thinks he'll win you with his angry kiss Acting like he has no needs Wanting you to watch him bleed C G F C Made for each other bet you pay me any mind G D F Just goes to show my continual decline C G F C They say that I'll recover my love of her once in a while Dm But I don't know Fm I don't think so... There's something that I'll tell you now Now that no one else is around The sort of lesson that I learned from you Not quite the way you planned But I know you'll understand Someone takes a photograph A picture while their sweetheart laughs A perfect moment in a flash of light Counting back from 3 to 1 That's exactly what you've done Fm E And I'm so unsurprised D C I remember, I remember why I dream in black & white G D F Goes to show my continual decline C G F C They say that I'll recover my love of her once in a while Dm But I don't know Fm I don't think so End: Am D Fm Am
