Intro: A A7
verse 1
D
Still got pictures of friends on the wall
A
Suppose we aren't really friends anymore
Bm A
Maybe I shouldn't ever have called that thing friendly at all
D
Get freaked out from a knock at the door
A
When I haven't been expecting one
Bm A
Didn't that used to be part of the fun, once upon a time?
Gm
We'll be there at the back of the bar
D
In a booth like we usually were
E A
Every time there was a rocket launch or some big event
verse 2
D
What a death I died writing that song
A
start to finish, with you looking on
Bm
It stays between us, Steinway and his sons
A
Because it's the ultracheese
D
Perhaps it's time that you went for a walk
A
Dressed like a fictional character
Bb Bm A
From a place they called America in the golden age
Gm
Trust the politics to come along
A
When you were just trying to orbit the sun
Bm A A7
When you were just about to be kind to someone because you have the chance
verse 3
D D/C
I've still got pictures of friends on the wall
G Em G#dim
I might look as if I'm deep in thought
F#m Bm G#dim Gm A
But the truth is I'm probably not if I ever was
Guitar Solo
D A Bm A A7
Outro
D Dm
Oh the dawn won't stop weighing a tonne
A G# G F#7
I've done some things that I shouldn't have done
B
But I haven't stopped loving you once
OOOOOOOOHOHOOHO