WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Bright Eyes - Going For The Gold Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1]
G G/F#
There's a voice on the phone
Em
telling what had happened,
C
some kind of confusion
D7
more like a disaster.
G G/F# Em
And it wondered how you were left unaffected,
C
but you had no knowledge.
D7
No, the chemicals covered you.
G G/F#
So a jury was formed
Em
as more liquor was poured.
C
No need for conviction,
D7
they're not thirsting for justice.
G G/F# Em
But I slept with the lies I keep inside my head.
C
I found out I was guilty.
D7
I found out I was guilty.
G G/F# Em
But I won't be around for the sentencing,
C
cause I'm leaving
D7
on the next airplane.
[Chorus 1]
C D7 G Bm
And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify
C D7 G
they seem adequate to fill up my time.
C D7
But if I could talk to myself
Bm Em
like I was someone else,
C D7 G
well then maybe I could take your advice,
C D G
and I wouldn't act like such an a**hole all the time.
[Verse 2]
G G/F#
There's a film on the wall,
Em
makes the people look small
C
who are sitting beside it,
D7
all consumed in the drama.
G G/F# Em
They must return to their lives once the hero has died.
C
They will drive to the office
D7
stopping somewhere for coffee,
G G/F# Em
where the folk singers, poets and playwrights convene,
C
dispensing their wisdom,
D7
Oh dear amateur orators.
G G/F#
They will detail their pain
Em
In some standard refrain.
C
They will recite their sadness
D7
Like it's some kind of contest.
[Bridge]
F# Bm
Well, if it is, I think I am winning it,
G
All beaming with confidence
A
as I make my final lap.
F#
The gold medal gleams
Bm
so hang it around my neck
G
cause I am deserving it:
A
the champion of idiots.
[Chorus 2]
C D7 G Bm
But a kid carries his walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha.
C D7 G
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
C D7 Bm Em
Cause each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her,
C D7 G Bm Em
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.
C D7 G
Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lie