The Wallflowers – Invisible City (Guitar)

E                       Asus2
Looking back at the crash site,

E                        Asus2
I don't see me by the road side.

E                        G#
Well this heart is on wheels tonight,

C#m                   C#m7          A
Straight through the ghettos and without lights.

E                         Asus2
Now every heart has a blind side,

E                         Asus2
Where he learns how to improvise.

E                       G#
Well this place is a whorehouse tonight,

C#m           C#m7       A
Cheaper lovers make expensive wives

C#m                E               B       G#
 But all of these horses that you chase around,

       C#m      C#m7     F#        F#m             B
In the end they are the ones that always bring you down.

E                Asus2
This invisible city,

E                 Asus2
Where no one sees nothing.

E                     G#
Where touching faces--In the dark.

C#m      C#m7      A
Feeling pretty is so hard.

E                   Asus2
Now all of these voices,

E                   Asus2
And all of these noises.

E                     G#
With all of their illusions of choices,

C#m             C#m7            A
They've come to my door with one dozen roses.

E                   Asus2
The imitation of good thief

E                   Asus2
Is how you stumble upon hate

E                     G#
It may of been the first of mistakes

C#m              C#m7             A
When we held on to listening that opened the gates--

C#m                E               B       G#
 Now all of these horses that you chase around,

      C#m      C#m7     F#        F#m             B
In the end they are the ones that always bring you down.

E               Asus2
This invisible city,

E                 Asus2
where no one sees nothing.

E                       G#
Where touching faces--In the dark.

C#m       C#m7      A
 Feeling pretty is so hard

E               Asus2
Now I try not to tell lies,

E               Asus2
But there's pressures from inside.

E                       G#
So I've learned how to compromise,

C#m      C#m7      A
Good people for alibis--

C#m                E               B       G#
  But all of these horses that you chase around,

      C#m      C#m7     F#        F#m             B
In the end they are the ones that always bring you down.

E               Asus2
This invisible city,

E               Asus2
where no one sees nothing.

E                       G#
Where touching faces--In the dark.

C#m      C#m7      A
Feeling pretty is so hard.