Am 

F 
The city street, the desert heat 
                                           C 
Burns my mind and forces my feet to keep moving 
F 
Three in the afternoon 
                             C 
Wasted, feel my father disapproving 
F 
There's a desperation in this town 
                                           C 
Vultures flank the fools and clowns are crying 
F 
Shell-shocked and landlocked 
                                            C 
Don't know if I can leave but I feel like trying 
               C E Am           F 
And I'd better  run   into the sun 
                 Am 
Until I hit the ocean 

F                                              C 
Words and tears have long dried up with my emotions 
F 
Just 'cause you don't see the way I feel 
                             C 
Please don't question my devotion 
F 
Blistered and broken 
                                     C 
This hearts for sale but no one's a buying 
F 
Something still burns inside of me 
                    C 
But I can feel it dying 
                C E Am             F 
And I'd better    run    into the sun 
                  Am 
Until I hit the ocean 

             F                     Am 
And I better run until I hit the ocean  (X2) 
            F   C E Am              F 
And I better     run     into the sun  
                  Am  
until I hit the ocean