Broken Cityscapes

[G]Pushing forward, [D]highway miles are [Am]cheaper than in [D]town
If you [G]left something be[D]hind, well, try your [Am]best not to let it [D]get you down
The [Am]city's full of [D]bullshit, I don't [Am]sleep there any[D]more
I don't [Am]want it's schmoozy [D]eagerness, I don't [Am]want to be it's [D]whore

Oh but [G]we, we are so [D]awestruck by the [Am]way that things just [D]are
Like how the [G]sun shines 'till it's [D]night time
We fall a[Am]sleep to the sound of [D]passing cars

It's that [Am]sinking sunken [D]feeling
That you [Am]get on the roofs of tall [D]buildings
Staring [Am]out over the [D]bay or [Am]broken cityscapes that make you [D]cry
And it's not [Am]sad you just don't know how to begin to ask [D]why

[G]Just a few more [D]cigarettes and [Am]I'll come back in[D]side
And do you [G]ever get the [D]feeling
Something [Am]somewhere in you is [D]still alive
And saying "[Am]Oh and it's a [D]big life, as [Am]big as it can [D]be
And if you [Am]cannot see the [D]beauty well don't give [Am]up so [D]easily
And it's a [G]weak-kneed conver[D]sation telling [Am]your new reve[D]lation
To a [G]choir of a [D]more cynical [Am]nature

"Being your [Am]ego and your [D]id
The part that [Am]swears to you you'll never want [D]kids
The part that [Am]drinks away each [D]night
And in the [Am]morning wakes at ten and goes to [D]work

So [G]let's not be so [D]bitter [Am]at least not just [D]yet
I keep mea[G]ning to say every[D]thing's ok
Well how pre[Am]sumptuous is [D]that?

And [Am]sure we all get hurt [D]sometimes
And [Am]sure we all feel a[D]shamed
But if our [Am]friends can't help us [D]through these things
I don't [Am]know what friendship [D]means
And I don't [Am]know just what it is I'm trying to [D]say     [G]