G -  320003
Am - x02210
F -  133211


[Intro]
G Am F Am G Am F Am C


[Verse 1]
G          Am
  You're a match on fire
F          C                G
  I've got all this time to burn
        Am                F
Blowing smoke until I see all of you
G            Am
  Before the night expires
F         C           G
  And the ashtray overflows
           Am             C
We'll find ways to end up black and blue


[Refrain 1]
F Am G
      Wayfaring somewhere
        F   Am G
west of Rome    Not tied
   G
to anywhere we go


[Chorus 1]
C
  Out on a blurry night
G
  Laugh at the passerby
   Am                     F
We torch these streets outside
C
  Lit like a Broadway light
G
  Burnt like an autumn sky
   Am                 F
We walk outside their lines


[Post Chorus]
G Am F Am G Am F Am C


[Verse 2]
G       Am
  Never sand them off
F        C                G
  You're abrasive but you know
           Am           F
Your rough edges are my favorite parts
G         Am
  Staying wide awake
F          C                   G
  When the whole world falls asleep
        Am               C
We keep moving like some ragged sharks


[Refrain 2]
F Am G
      Wayfaring somewhere
        F   Am G
west of Rome    Not tied
   G
to anywhere we go


[Chorus 2]
C
  Out on a blurry night
G
  Laugh at the passerby
   Am                     F
We torch these streets outside
C
  Lit like a Broadway light
G
  Burnt like an autumn sky
   Am                 F
We walk outside their lines


[Instrumental]
G Am F  x2


[Bridge]
G             Am
  I'm so good aiming at
       F
what's hard to miss
G          Am
  Throwing rocks out
       F
at the road.
G             Am
  There's the empty
       F
days I don't exist
    G
And then there's the
Am               F
nights when we explode
G       Am
  And I don't know if we're
F                      G
just two bums or poets now
     Am                F
In a dive bar down the road
     G   Am
with you I'd be okay with
F                  G
either one Raise a glass
     Am      F
to a mad mad world


[Outro]
G       Am
  And I don't know if we're
F                      G
just two bums or poets now
     Am                F
In a dive bar down the road
     G   Am
with you I'd be okay with
F                  G
either one Raise a glass
     Am      F
to a mad mad world