The Strokes - At the door

^Em I can't escape it I'm never gonna make it out of ^GThis in time, I guess ^Am7that's just fine I'm not ^Emthere quite yet My thoughts, such a mess Like a l^Gittle boy What you r^Am7unnin' for? ^Em Arrive at the door Anyone home? Have I l^Gost it all? Struck me like a

^Am7Chord I'm an ugly ^Dboy Holdin' on the n^Gight Lonely after l^Cight You begged me not to ^Am7go Sinkin' like a s^Dtone Use me like an ^Goar And get yourself to s^Chore

^Em Bang at the door Anyone home? It's just w^Ghat they do Right in f^Am7ront of you Like a c^Emannonball Slammin' through your wall In their f^Gace, I saw What they're f^Am7ightin' for

^Em I can't escape it I'm never gonna make it to the ^Gend, I guess Struck me like a

^Am7Chord I'm an ugly b^Doy Holdin' on the n^Gight Lonely after l^Cight Bangin' on the d^Am7oor I don't wanna k^Dnow Sinkin' like a s^Gtone So use me like an o^Car Hard to

^EmFight what^D/F# I can't ^Gsee ^EmNot tryna ^D/F#build n^Co dyn^Dasty I can't s^Emee beyon^D/F#d this w^Gall But we ^Emlost this ^D/F#game So m^Cany ti^Dmes before

^Am7I been on a cold road ^DI'll be waiting, yeah I'll be wai^Gting from the other side ^CWaiting for the tide to rise ^Am7I been on a cold road ^DI'll be waiting, yeah I'll be wai^Gting from the other side ^CWaiting for the tide to rise