Keren Ann - Chelsea burns

^CI was running out of trouble ^GYou were running out of fame ^FStreets smelled like the desert ^CAs they were putting out the flames ^GAnd Chelsea burns.. ^GChelsea burns ^CUnder my feet

^CTwenty-third was empty ^GI heard somebody yell ^FA straight-laced passerby's ^CPulled over the hotel ^GAnd Chelsea burns..^GChelsea burns ^CUnder my feet

^FWhether we were lost ^Cor overwhelmed ^GNobody knows that ^CI'm better off ^FMaking up lies to be ^Cleft alone ^GAnd Chelsea burns.. C^Ghelsea burns ^CUnder my feet

^CI was running out of trouble ^GYou were running out of fame ^FI'm streets ahead of happiness ^CStill wondering who to blame ^GChelsea burns..^GChelsea burns ^CUnder my feet