We Are The City - Friends Hurt

      [Verse 1]
E
My home videos won't mean a thing in fifty years
               A                C#m         B
That day will come and all I've done will render 
    A
forgotten
   E
Old VHS tapes, the broken arm and the baby
          A                C#m        B
My first bike ride when my dad told me he 
             A
wouldn't let go of the seat
     E
VHS videos, "Here he is, the man of my dreams"
           A                            C#m               
Now those tapes, that meant everything to me, 
             B         A
aren't even fit for a yard sale

[Chorus]
    E
It hurts
                   C#m
When friends are hurting
          B           A         G#       A     
And my friends are hurting

E  C#m  A 

[Verse 2]
N.C.
Look below the surface, do you see the 
N.C.
spawning salmon?
                                             A
Unaware, or well aware, they're living and dying
  E
Feel the money magic, the forest like a couch
          A                     C#m        B
Can you forget those days of vast daring, lone
   A
poplar five dollar bills?

[Chorus]
    E
It hurts
                   C#m
When friends are hurting
          B          A         G#       A     
And my friends are hurting

    E
It hurts
                   C#m
When friends are hurting
          B          A         G#       A
Now my friends are hurting

[Instrumental]
E   C#m  A 

[Outro]
    E         C#m
It hurts
                    A
When friends are hurting
     E            C#m
It hurts
                    A
When friends are hurting
                       E
Now my friends are hurting

End on E