Sara Bareilles - City

There’s ^Ema harvest ea^Cch 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^Em clear this conversati^Con ain’t doing a thing Cause these^Em boys only listen to ^Cme when I sing ^Em And I don’t feel lik^Ce singing tonight All the ^Emsame songs ^C

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I’m findi^Gng every reason^D to be gon^Eme Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you?

^Em The situation’s always t^Che same You got your^Em wolves in their clothes whispering ^CHollywood’s name ^Em Stealing gold from the^C silver they see But it’^Ems not me^C

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I’m findi^Gng every reason^D to be gon^Eme Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you?

^Am Calling ^Cout ^Gsomebody save me I f^Deel like I’^Amm fading away I'm ^CI gon^Ge? ^Am Calling ^Cout ^Gsomebody save me I f^Deel like I’^Amm fading…

In thes^Ge ^Ddeep city ^Emlight^Cs Girl could get ^Glos^Dt t^Emonigh^Ct I’m findi^Gng every reason^D to be gon^Eme Nothing here to^C hold on ^Ato Could I h^Cold you?