[INTRO]
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4|
[VERSE 1]
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Here on the outskirts of life
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 C|
Dreams seldom come true
|F |G |C G/B |Am |
Flippin' thru photographs emotional holographs
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Cutouts of all the figures you might've been
|C |Dm Am |F | |C Csus4 |
Reflections of a life that you once lived
[VERSE 2]
|C Csus4 |C |
As the evening descends
|F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Your conscious of every breath
|C |F |C Csus4 |
And every moment is a crisis, I guess
|C Csus4 C |F |G
Starin' out the windows of your hotel room
|C G/B |Am |
You lit one too many fires underneath that spoon
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Well I guess you deserve the chosen few
|C |Dm Am |F |
Real life, just out of view
[CHORUS]
|G |
Well that's just here,
|F |
On the outskirts
|G |
Yea, that's here,
|F | |C | |
On the outskirts of your life
[GUITAR SOLO]
[VERSE 3]
|C |
And there's a picture we've all seen
|F |C | |
It was taken in the lobby of the L.A. Ambassador Hotel
| |F |C | |
It's the silhouette of a man in another's arms
| F | |C G/B |Am |
So turn off your TVs, and let that train go home
|C |F
'Cause everyone warned you that California
|C | |
Wasn't goin' to be the end
|Dm Am |F |
California wasn't gonna be the end.
[VERSE 4]
|C
And tell me where can you hide when
|F |C Csus4 |
the whole world is ugly and strange
|C Csus4 |C
Yea tell me where you gonna turn when
|F |C Csus4 |
this whole world knows your name
C Csus4 C |F |G
And these four walls are screamin'
|C G/B |Am |
And all your friends were so deceiving
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Yea you forgot the lines of a part you rehearsed so well
|C |Dm Am |F |
Lyin' awake in the Brazilian Court Hotel
[CHORUS]
| |G |
But that's just here,
| |F |
On the outskirts
| |G |
Yea, that's here
| |F |
On the outskirts,
| |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 | C |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4|
[VERSE 1]
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Here on the outskirts of life
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 C|
Dreams seldom come true
|F |G |C G/B |Am |
Flippin' thru photographs emotional holographs
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Cutouts of all the figures you might've been
|C |Dm Am |F | |C Csus4 |
Reflections of a life that you once lived
[VERSE 2]
|C Csus4 |C |
As the evening descends
|F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Your conscious of every breath
|C |F |C Csus4 |
And every moment is a crisis, I guess
|C Csus4 C |F |G
Starin' out the windows of your hotel room
|C G/B |Am |
You lit one too many fires underneath that spoon
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Well I guess you deserve the chosen few
|C |Dm Am |F |
Real life, just out of view
[CHORUS]
|G |
Well that's just here,
|F |
On the outskirts
|G |
Yea, that's here,
|F | |C | |
On the outskirts of your life
[GUITAR SOLO]
[VERSE 3]
|C |
And there's a picture we've all seen
|F |C | |
It was taken in the lobby of the L.A. Ambassador Hotel
| |F |C | |
It's the silhouette of a man in another's arms
| F | |C G/B |Am |
So turn off your TVs, and let that train go home
|C |F
'Cause everyone warned you that California
|C | |
Wasn't goin' to be the end
|Dm Am |F |
California wasn't gonna be the end.
[VERSE 4]
|C
And tell me where can you hide when
|F |C Csus4 |
the whole world is ugly and strange
|C Csus4 |C
Yea tell me where you gonna turn when
|F |C Csus4 |
this whole world knows your name
C Csus4 C |F |G
And these four walls are screamin'
|C G/B |Am |
And all your friends were so deceiving
|C |F |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Yea you forgot the lines of a part you rehearsed so well
|C |Dm Am |F |
Lyin' awake in the Brazilian Court Hotel
[CHORUS]
| |G |
But that's just here,
| |F |
On the outskirts
| |G |
Yea, that's here
| |F |
On the outskirts,
| |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |
Of your life
|C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 |C Csus4 | C |
Of your life
