Courtney Barnett - City looks pretty

^A The city looks pretty when you been indoors For 23 days I’ve ignored all your phone calls^D And ^Aeveryone’s waiting when you get back home They don’t know where you been, why you gone so ^Dlong ^AFriends treat you like a stranger and Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well^{D A} Spare a thought for the ones that came before All in a daze bending backwards to reach your ^Dgoal

^CSometimes ^DI get ^Asad ^CIt’s not ^Dall that ^Abad ^COne day, ^Dmaybe ^Anever I’ll ^Ccome ^Gar^Aound

The ^Acity takes pity on your injured soul And heavenly prose ain’t enough good to fill that h^Dole ^AEveryone’s soaked in animosity It’s vicious in winter, you never say what you m^Dean ^AFriends treat you like a stranger and Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well^{D A} Wakin’ up to another dismal day You got a ways to go, you oughta be ^Dgrateful

^CSometimes ^DI get ^Amad ^CIt’s not ^Dhalf as ^Abad ^CPull your^Dself to^Agether And ^Cjust ^Dcalm ^Adown

^AI’ll be what you want oh when you ^Dwant it ^ABut I’ll never be what you ^Dneed ^AAnd the city looks pretty from ^Dwhere I’m standing A E A