Chasing Midnight keyboard

Chasing Midnight

• Intro

Intro
A Bm7 D Bm7

Verse 1
            A
Well, you're Philly's finest
              Bm7
Look just like the Carolinas
        D
We both left the East-Coast behind us
            Bm7
And it gets lonely in the city
A
We had that one night last July
  Bm7
I kissed you thinkin' that would have me satisfied
             D
If I'm bein' honest, probably could've used another time
      Bm7
I get lonely in the city
             A
Well, then I heard back after five months passed
        Bm7
With a "Hey, how you doin', you wanna grab a glass?"
D
Won't be the first but it might be the last
          Bm7
I've been tryin' to make peace with that

Chorus
           A       Bm7
We're just chasing midnight (Midnight)
D
Fingers in the belt loop, boots start slippin'
Bm7
Dancing 'round the fact that you'll be gone in a minute
A         Bm7
Hey, it's alright (Alright)
D
Gotta make the most while the clock's still tickin'
Bm7
You'll be out the door before the birds start singin'

Post-Chorus

A Bm7 D Bm7

Verse 2
       A
We're a dead end
         Bm7
But hell, I'll take what I can get
        D
A funny one night love affair
               Bm7
Oh, it's got a hold on me
       A
And it won't last
         Bm7
Once the sun starts comin' back
             D
There's some beauty inside of that
               Bm7
And it's got a hold on me
       A
So, we dive in, skip the, "How you been?"
         Bm7
Pull you close, who knows if this will ever come again
      D
Won't be the first time, might be the last
        Bm7
Now I'm finally at peace with that

Chorus
           A       Bm7
We're just chasing midnight (Midnight)
D
Fingers in the belt loop, boots start slippin'
Bm7
Dancing 'round the fact that you'll be gone in a minute
A        Bm7
Hey it's alright (Alright)
D
Gotta make the most while the clock's still tickin'
Bm7
You'll be out the door before the birds start singin'

Post-Chorus

A Bm7 D Bm7

Chorus
           A       Bm7
We're just chasing midnight
D
Fingers in the belt loop, boots start slippin'
Bm7
Dancing 'round the fact that you'll be gone in a minute
D
Fingers in the belt loop, boots start slippin'
Bm7
Swinging 'round the room 'til the neighbors start bitchin'
F#m7       A
(Hey, it's alright) Hey, it's alright (Alright)
D
Gotta make the most while the clock's still tickin'
Bm7
You'll be out the door before the birds start singin'

Post-Chorus

A Bm7 D Bm7

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