Sara Bareilles - City

There's a ^Emharvest each^C Saturday night At the ^Embars filled with perfume ^Cand hitching a ride ^Em A place you can sta^Cnd for one night ^Emand get gone ^C It's c^Emlear this conversation^C ain't doing a thing Cause these^Em boys only listen to ^Cme when I sing ^Em And I don't feel like ^Csinging tonight All the ^Emsame songs ^C

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I'm finding^G every reason t^Do be gone ^Em Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you'

^Em The situation's always the^C same You got your^Em wolves in their clothes whispering ^CHollywood's name ^Em Stealing gold from the^C silver they see But it's ^Emnot me ^C

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I'm finding^G every reason t^Do be gone ^Em Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you'

^Am Calling ^Cout ^Gsomebody save me I f^Deel like I'm ^Amfading away I'm ^CI gon^Ge' ^Am Calling ^Cout ^Gsomebody save me I f^Deel like I'm ^Amfading…

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I'm finding^G every reason t^Do be gone ^Em Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you'