Alone At St Lukes Cifras

[Intro]
F F C G
F F C G
 
[Verse 1]
        Am                              F
The graffiti on the wall says "Fuck the Tories"
          C                             G
Outside a takeaway, we're eating on the street
    Am                           F
And neon in the window makes the shadows on the cars
          C                              G
Glow to a pop song they got playing on repeat
 
[Pre-Chorus]
    C          C/B       Am
The shorebirds sound the same here
     C/B F          G
What did I expect?
C           C/B    Am      C/B        F  G
That song's always playing in my head
 
[Chorus]
F                C       G
Spitting curses, hopping fences
F                C      G
Burning out like true romantics
F                    C       G
Picking fights, it's fucking reckless
Am            F
We been thinking
   D
As long as we're still here
N.C.
We might as well be drinking
 
[Instrumental]
F F C G
F F C G
 
[Verse 2]
    Am                             F
The motor lodge we're at is mostly vacant
           C                             G
I shoplift candy and some wine from the BP
     Am                                  F
And climb in through the window when the front desk is distracted
       C                        G
Piling in; we're staying on the cheap
 
[Pre-Chorus]
        C          C/B    Am
There's mouse shit on the carpet
     C/B  F          G
What did  I expect?
  C         C/B       Am       C/B           F  G
I laugh and spill the wine and stain the bed
 
[Chorus]
F                C       G
Spitting curses, hopping fences
F                C      G
Burning out like true romantics
F                    C       G
Picking fights, it's fucking reckless
Am            F
We been thinking
   D
As long as we're still here
D
We might as well be drinking
 
[Bridge]
Am                 C
  But everyone got sick
                F
Cruel and sudden
        C           G
I'm the only one it spared
Am                 C
  I blow a goodbye kiss
                 F
And I keep pushing
          C                  G
While the grief hangs in the air
F
  Hurt like hell to leave em there
G
  Hurt like hell to leave em there
 
[Verse 3]
        Am                            F
The graffiti on the wall says "it's a new low"
            C                           G
And it's so quiet I think I can hear my pulse
    Am                              F
The gig's in an abandoned church in Glasgow
    C                       G
The irony's a little on the nose
 
[Pre-Chorus]
     C        C/B     Am
It's cold and wet and lonesome
     C/B  F          G
What did  I expect?
    C             C/B        Am                F
The stained glass light just punched me in the chest
 
[Chorus]
F                C       G
Spitting curses, hopping fences
F                C      G
Burning out like true romantics
F                    C       G
Picking fights, it's fucking reckless
Am             F
I've been thinking
   D
As long as I'm still here
D
I might as well keep drinking
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