Verso 1:
E
He shaved his head at the airport
B
In a bar at the end of the concourse
A
He said "You're kind of catching me at a transitional time
B C#m B
I'm a bright light burning into a dark horse."
E
She said "I'll strap on the saddle
B
And I'm sorry but this city's a cesspool
A
I've kissed and I've cackled with half of these jackals
A
Still couldn't get any jet fuel."
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
Walked her out to the taxis, took her out to some parties
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
Found a man with a handful huddled over some car keys
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
It doesn't have to be pure, it doesn't have to be perfect
D
F#m A E
Just sort of has to be worth it
Verso 2:
E
A
A Residence Inn at the top of the exit
B C#m B
You pay the admission and here's what you get
E
The stench of death in the credits
E
The montage set to the Time of Your Life
A
A shot in the dark in a bar that's too bright
A
A window sucking up all the available light, right?
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
And a clock on the bed stand with a cord to connect it
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
Liberty and Justice into Master of Puppets
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
Rolling off of the mattress, waking up on the carpet
D
F#m A E
It shouldn't have to be perfect
Ponte:
Bm F#m A E
G#m
He said he can't read the paper, it's not worth the trouble
C#m
Finds out about funerals from the blasts of the bugles
A
Wherever he goes he always orders the usual, he likes to see what they'll bring him
E
In five hours on the carpet
E
He visits six different planets
A
On a spaceship shaped like a Gibson Marauder
A
The pilot kinda looked like Kirk Hammett
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
While he was floating in space that chick took his wallet
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
Wasn't really a date, wasn't sure what to call it
C#m B E F#m G#m B
A
That same stupid feeling but he likes his new haircut
F#m G#m
A
It doesn;t have to be pure
F#m G#m
A
It doesn't have to be perfect
F#m G#m
A E
Just sort of has to be worth it