trans. by Stewart & Avi & OneInchPuncher
[Intro]
G
Bm F# F E
Wasted and wounded, erased with the night
Bm F# F E
One man's conviction is another man's lie
Bm F# F E
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly
F G F E
And I'll be there a while, yes I'll be there a while
Bm F# F E
Dustpaper coupons, there's a guy by the door. He said:
Bm F# F E
"What makes me quit makes you go back for more"
Bm F# F E
This place isn't real man, this girl is a whore
F G F E
Watch me fall to the floor, but I'll go back for more
Bm F# F E
Sometimes I wander
Bm F# F E
So I finally found you, and I lost you to love
Bm F# F E
No it sure wasn't this I was... Thinkin' of
Bm F# F E
Put your silhouette on me and your sweetness above
F G F E
And I can't get enough, no I can't get enough
Bm F# F E
Wasted and wounded, this ain't no way to die
Bm F# F E
One man's cold turkey is another man's high
Bm F# F E
I said you could find me where the nighthawks fly
F G F E
And I'll be there a while, yes I'll be there a while
Bm F# F E
Sometimes I wander
Bm F# F E
reDown on the floor, got a closer look at hell
Bm F# F E
You see, somebody pushed me, I just pretended that I fell
Bm F# F E
I said that I adored you, but I could never tell
F G F E
For all that I know I'll be gone when you go
Bm F# F E
Music went through you and took you to a place
Bm F# F E
There ain't no doubt you'll find a welcoming embrace
Bm F# F E
I said that I loved you, another hawk in space
F G F E
And you'll be there for a while and I'll be there for a while
[transition]
G
G C G
Finding my own inarticulate prose
C A
Weirding out strangers and laughing at those
C A
Jaundiced and jaded postured and posed
C
Not that we're special, it's just that we're
G C G
Closing in on a place where we might get to be
C A
Living real people regularly
C A
Send you some stuff and be good like you asked
C G
Must promise remember the sixth and the last
C G
the sixth and the last
C G
the sixth and the last
C G
the sixth and the last
C G
the sixth and the last