Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

From an empty room on the first floor

As the cars pass by the liqour store

I deconstruct my thoughts at this piano

And it's all that I can do to stay with

All the things I didn't say to you

Before you moved across the country

And from the burning building where I lay

As I watch the stars become the day

The L.A. girls were lacing up their sneakers

They run the boardwalks and the beach

This fishbowl life is all they need

It's everything I needed, too Until I heard the news

Prechorus

I'll send this message through the speakers, they told me that you moved

I'll cross this country on a frequency

Chorus

I'm slipping through, I'm slipping through

I'm slipping into the airwaves

And this is nothing new, you are slipping through

My fingers and into the airwaves, the static's where you'll find me

Verse 2

From the corner by the studio

The gold-soaked afternoon comes slow

I deconstruct my thoughts and I am walking by

On Third Street, the freakshow thrives

Santa Monica's alive, but

Something's not so right inside

Living with the news

So hold on, it's gonna be hard day

So hang on, now. Don't panic

Don't panic, there simply is no need

Repeat: F Bb C Bb (till the end of the song)