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)