The Park Bench Rant - Hey blue eyes

I ^Cheard your voice in some white noise. I was ^Gquite convinced. It was your ghost. Cause ^Ctonight I saw an ambulance And I ^Gworried that you might be in the back. So ^CI snuck down to your fucking street. Stared ^Gin your window like a fucking creep. Hey^Am blue eyes. ^CAre you sleeping ^Gtonight' Hey^Am blue eyes. ^CHow are you sleeping ^Gtonight' I ^Gthought that I could save myself with ^Crock and roll And its ^Gall rock and roll to me baby. So now I'm ^Cworking in the morning.

My ^Gsheets smell of bad sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Well ^Cthese strange nights are killing me. So ^Gtoday I smoked a pack of French ciga^Crettes. My dear, I had some things I'd ^Glike to forget. I ^Cgot a call at midnight Saying ^Gsomething was going down on ^C9th street I had ^Ghoped it was a riot. ^CIt was a party And I'm ^Gsure you were there ^Claughing and smiling and ^Gcarrying on. ^AmHey blue eyes. ^CAre you sleeping ^Gtonight' ^AmHey blue eyes. ^CPlease come home ^Gtonight. ^AmSwallow your pride. ^CPlease come home ^Gtonight. I ^Cknow my room is smelling like a ^Gdive bar But these ^Csongs I cant play anymore Hang ^Gover me like ^CDamocles. ^CPlease come home tonight.