------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------A F#mThe interstates and eighteen wheelersBm EThe sketches on the rest stop bathoom stallsC#m F#m Bm EI call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it allA F#mThe odometer is hypnotizingBm EThe tires turn the dirt for miles and milesC#m F#mI wanna see the Nashville skylineBm EIf only for awhileC#m F#mCause I heard about the party last nightC#m F#mI heard that there were drugs and fist fightsC#m F#mWhen all I see are miles of streetlightsBm EmThat's when I miss homeA F#mSo I try try try to forget itBm Ebut I die inside every time I miss itACause you're still three shyF#m Bm EDon't you forget it's not a party when we're goneAAnd if the cops come byA7/G D Dmhave a drink and tell them this one's for the boysA F#m Bm E A D A EAnd I will try try try to forget that I'm goneA thousand miles until the oceanCasinos sit a couple miles aheadThe city's in the rearview mirror, Tennessee's in bedNow I'm drinking at the Blackjack tableA cigarette is hanging from my lipsMy head is spinning round in circles as I take a sipCause I heard you split a cab home last nightI hope you found your way home alrightCause underneath a sea of bright lightsI feel alright here
Source: http://www.azchords.com/t/thepinkspiders-tabs-27889/stillthreeshy-tabs-330917.html
More songs by The Pink Spiders