Damien Jurado – Working Titles (Guitar)

  C/G
You could mess up my life in a poem

   G
Have me divorced by the time of the chorus

  Am
There's no need to change any sentence

  F/C
When you always decide where I go next

  C/G
Many nights you would hide from the audience

   G
When they were not in tune with your progress

  Am
In the end you're a fool like the journalist

  F/C
Who turns what she's seeing into business

  C/G
You could use to be more like a hero

   G
A darker shade of damage distortion

  Am
Wearing death like a cape or a costume

  F/C
Cut your ties and leave town when you want to

  C/G
Killing time 'til I pass through the chamber

   G
Or the room you keep my replacement

  Am
so fed up, still you're starving on paper

  F/C
You're no him, but he's you, only better

  C/G
Leave me an exit to damage

   G
I could use a ledge to jump off of

  Am
I wasn't lying when I said this was over

  F/C
I have questions that lead to more questions

  C/G
Running time that will cut off my fingers

   G
You wrote about me on every new record

  Am
And I'll show up in a title of your song

  F/C
I only hope somebody requests it

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What's it like for you in Washington

  C/G             G           Am           F/C
I've only seen photos of Washington

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I'll never know

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Leave me Manhattan, I want the evergreens

Am                    F/C
Write me a song I can sing in my sleep

   C/G                        G
As sure as the rain that will fall where you stand

Am           F/C
I want you and the skyline, these are my demands

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What's it like for you in Washington

  C/G             G           Am           F/C
I've only seen photos of Washington

  C/G
I'll never know