Richard Hawley - Tonight the streets are ours

^FDo you ^Dmknow why^Gm, you got fe^C7elings in your he^Fart? ^FDon’t let ^Dmfear of feeling ^Gmfool you, what you ^C7see sets you ap^Fart ^FAnd there’s ^Dmnothing here to ^Gmbind you, it’s no ^C7way for life to ^Astart

Do you ^Dmknow that to^Gmnight? the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm To^Gmnight, the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm These lig^Gmhts, in our ^C7hearts they tell no ^Flies.....^{Dm Gm C7} [Verse 2] ^FThose ^Dmpeople^Gm, they got ^C7nothing in their ^Fsouls ^FAnd they ^Dmmake our TV’s ^Gmblind us, from our ^C7vision and our ^Fgoals ^FOh the ^Dmtrigger of time it ^Gmtricks you, so you ^C7have no way to ^Agrow

Do you ^Dmknow that to^Gmnight? the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm To^Gmnight, the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm These lig^Gmhts, in our ^C7hearts they tell no ^Bblies.....

And no one else can ^Fmaj7haunt me, the way that you can ^Bbhaunt me I need to know you ^Fmaj7want me, I couldn’t be witho^Bbut you And the light that shines a^Fround you, no, ^Anothing ever ^A7mattered more than not ^Bbdoubting That to^Gmnight the s^C7treets are o^Furs..^Dm... ^{Gm C7 F Dm Gm C7}

^FDo you ^Dmknow how^Gm, to kill l^C7oneliness at l^Fast? Oh there’s ^Dmso much there to ^Gmheal dear, and make ^C7tears things of the ^Apast

Do you ^Dmknow that to^Gmnight? the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm To^Gmnight, the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm These lig^Gmhts, in our ^C7street are ^Fours ^Dm To^Gmnight, the ^C7streets are ^Fours ^Dm These lig^Gmhts, in our ^C7hearts they tell no ^Bbmlies....^F