[Intro] Gadd9 E|----5---5--------5---5---| B|--8---8---8----8---8---8-| G|-7-----------7-----------| D|-------------------------| A|-------------------------| E|-------------------------|(You get the gist) [Verse]C D Step out the front door like a ghostEm G Into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on whiteC D And in between the moon and you the angels get a better viewEm G Of the crumbling difference between wrong and rightC D I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back againEm G Where? I don't knowC D But Maria says she's dying, through the door I hear her cryingEm G I don't know [Chorus]C5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we always stand up straightC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here something radiates [Verse]C D Well, Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her handEm G She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like ElvisC D She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the landEm G It's like she's walking on a wire in the circusC D She parks her car outside of my house and takes her clothes offEm G Says she's close to understanding JesusC D And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstoodEm G She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous [Chorus]C5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we're carving out our namesC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we all look the sameC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we talk just like lions but we sacrifice like lambsC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here she's slipping through my hands [Bridge]E5 D5 G5 C5 Ohhh, sleeping children better run like the windE5 D5 G5 Out of the lightning dreamC5 E5 Mama's little baby better get herself inD5 Out of the lightningEm She says, "It's only in my head"Em She says, "Shhh, I know it's only in my head"E|-3---3--3---3----2---2--2---2----------------------0-----------| B|---0------0---0----0------0---0--3---3--3---3----3---3-1-0-----| G|-----------------------------------4------4---4------------0---| D|---------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------|(Again, the gist)Em I said, "Did you think that you were dreaming?"D I said, "No"Em "Did you think that you were dreaming"C I said, "No"Em "Did you think that you were dreaming"D G C I said, "Sometimes I don't know" [Break]Em D G CEm D G CEm D G C There's a girl on the corner out in the parking lotEm D G C She says, "Come on, now come on, just take a shot"Em D She says, "Can't you see me, can't you see meG C Can't you see my walls are tumbling downEm D Can't you see my walls are crumbling downG C Can't you see my sun stop spinning aroundEm D Can't you see the sky turn black and brownG C Can't you see the moon is flashing aroundEm D Can't you see me, can't you see meG Can't you see,"C "No!"Em D Said, there's a girl on the car in the parking lotG C She said, "Why don't you take a shot?Em D G C Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"Em D G C As she looks up at the building, she say's, "I'm thinking of jumping"Em D G C She says she's tired of life, she must be tired of something [Chorus]C5 D5 E5 G5 Round here she's always on my mindC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here, hey man, we've got lots of timeC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us waitC5 D5 E5 G5 Round here we stay up very, very, very, very lateC5 D5 E5 G5 I can't see nothing, nothing round hereC5 D5 So catch if I'm falling, catch me if I'm fallingE5 G5 Catch me 'cause I'm falling down on you [Outro]C (D) Em (G) And I said I'm under the gun round hereE|----5---5--------5---5---| B|--8---8---8----8---8---8-| G|-7-----------7-----------| D|-------------------------| A|-------------------------| E|-------------------------|(Yet again, you get the gist)C D Em G Man, I said I'm under the gun round hereC D I can't see nothing, nothingEm Round here
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