Pockets

A Dbm Bm E A Dbm Bm E A Dbm My town, empty like my pockets Bm I chase your shadow for a while Dbm E But I can't crack a smile A Dbm Ghost town, living in this small town Bm Towered by the city lights E On these lonely nights. Bm E A D Oh-oh-oh my friend Bm E It's been long A D No need to pretend Bm E You're just one step ahead A D And I'm hot on your trail A E A But then you run, run, run from me Dbm Bm E Run from me A Dbm Your voice, muffled in a phone call E Bm There's laughter in the background Dbm E And it's all around A Dbm So take me, take me to the concrete Bm Dbm E Show me to the angels, the industry, yeah Bm E A D Oh-oh-oh my friend Bm E It's been long A D No need to pretend Bm E You're just one step ahead A D And I'm hot on your trail A E F#m But then you run, run, run from me E B E Run from me F#m E Bm E Oh, run from me F#m Dbm My town, empty like my pockets Bm I chase your shadow for a while Dbm E But I can't crack a smile F#m Dbm Ghost town, living in this small town Bm Towered by the city lights E On these lonely nights. Bm E A D Oh-oh-oh my friend Bm E It's been long A D No need to pretend Bm E You're just one step ahead A D And I'm hot on your trail A E But then you run, run, run A E run, run, run A E A run, run, run from me