The Killers - The rising tide

^C# The streets of persuasion ^B Are plated with g^G#old ^C# Your heart's in the right place, But you tr^Bavel down the wrong r^G#oad ^C# Like so many before you ^B The gates open w^G#ide

Here come the ri^C#sing tide ^{B G#} Let's ^C#go out, ton^G#ight There's a my^Bbmstery underneath the neon li^F#ghts ^C#Before life and dream c^G#ollide Cause the tr^Bbmuth's gonna come and cut me open w^F#ide And you c^F#an't escape the ri^Fmsing of the ^Bbmtide

^C# Keep up your appearance,^B you're joining the c^G#hoir ^C# With everybody singing out &^Bquot;Glory ^G#Hallejuah" ^C# The time came for your solo ^B But there's nowhere to h^G#ide

Here come the ris^C#ing tide ^{B G#} And the co^C#mpany you k^G#eep Well they ^Bbmplan your crucifiction as we s^F#peak So, baby 'till l^C#ife and dream the c^G#ollide There's gonna be a m^Bbmystery underneath those neon l^F#ights If you ca^F#n't decipher j^Fmust who's on your ^Bbmside You will ^F#not escape the ris^Fming of the t^Bbmide

^C#Can you tell me brother? was I deceived, or in d^Bbmenial? ^C#I was there, on the back of the room, when you tes^D#tified ^G# With your pi^Bbmtchfork tongue, you licked your lips, and l^F#ied We're never gonna kn^C#ow how hard you c^G#ried When you pet^Bbmitioned and your access was de^F#nied 'Till the v^F#enom in your v^Fmeins is sat^Bbmisfied 'Till you su^F#ffocate and sw^Fmallow down the p^Bbmride

Well you c^F#an't escape (You c^Aan't escape) Yeah ^Bbmyou can't escape (You c^Aan't escape) No you c^F#an't escape the r^Fmising of the ^Bbmtide