Broken Guitar

Am C F Am C F C G Am C F I wrote a song on a broken guitar / And I played it for them Am C F They told me it was out of touch / I thought I had my finger on the pulse Am C F G Of the nation's youth, of a girl like you / Of a few home truths I thought you already knew Am C F I wrote a song on a broken guitar / In the house with the broken AC Am C F And it was pouring out of me / And I know you're gonna think it's all about you Am C F Cause you don't care about the truth / I know you only ever wanna feel good Am C Dm G As the party dwindled, I heard Broken Social Scene / On a hi-fi stereo Am C G She slipped from my hands and fell to the floor / Couldn't stand for me to touch her anymore Am C G My baby broke her back trying to get away / The broken record tried to play Am C G It was an RCA, I had a lot to say / But I couldn't get it out Am C G So I was dry-heavin', I was barely breathin' / In the wet death of a Summer day Am C F Am C F C G Am C F I wrote a song on a broken guitar / And it was gonna be an instant classic Am C F Only the kids, they'd never catch it / You know they only ever wanna feel good Am C Dm G As the party dwindled, I heard Broken Social Scene / On a hi-fi stereo Am C G And it was an RCA, it was an RCA, And I had a lot to say / But I couldn't get it all out Am C G So I was dry-heavin' I was barely breathin' / In the wet death of a Summer day Am C F And all on a broken guitar! Am C F And they told me it was out of touch Am C F And they told me it was out of touch Am C F And they told me it was out of touch / I thought I had my finger on the pulse