Tom: C#m
B A E
Did you ever think the earth would shake for me once more?
B A E
I want to see the sky light up over this city left for poor
C#m F# B
Everybody's screaming; no one here can ask what for
A B
And I just can't shake this feeling
A E B C#m
That we're outta luck and nothing more
A E B C#m
A pound of dust, a holy war
G# C#m B F#
A photograph, I begged and I swore
A B E
But I still want a little more
B A E
Run the luck out of this town a bucking crown ain't no disguise
B A E
I'm left to stop the bleeding with a hope to re-a-lize
C#m F# B
My misery is teeming; my heart could be stealing yours
A B
And I just can't shake this feeling
A E B C#m
That we're outta luck and nothing more
A E B C#m
A pound of dust, a holy war
G# C#m B F#
A photograph, I begged and I swore
A B E
But I still want a little more
