The Killers - Sam's Town: chords

A      C#m         F#m        C#m
Nobody ever had a dream round here
    A              F#m             C#          F#m
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
A      C#m             F#m         C#m
Nobody ever pulls the seams round here
    A              F#m             C#         F#m
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
E             F#m      Bm        A
I've got this energy beneath my feet
      D               E             C#          D
Like something underground's gonna come up and carry me
E             F#m          Bm         A
I've got this sentimental heart that beats
    D               E              C#          D
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me

Chorus:
 E      C#                 F#m
Now, "Why do you waste my time?"
       C#m            D       E        A   A/G#
Is the answer to the question on your mind
        F#m             C#         D        E            C#
And I'm sick of all my judges so scared of what they'll find
      F#m              C#m
But I know that I can make it
            D        E        A
As long as somebody takes me home
      A#m      Bm C#
Every now and then...

             A             C#m    F#m A F#m C#m
Oh, have you ever seen the lights?
         A             C#m    F#m A F#m C#m
Have you ever seen the lights?

I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride
Where people on the pen pull the trigger for accolades
I took a bullet and I looked inside it
Running through my veins, an American masquerade
I still remember grandma Dixie's wake
I've never really known anybody to die before
Red, white and blue upon a birthday cake
My brother, he was born on the fourth of July and that's all

Chorus:
So why do you waste my time?
Is the answer to the question on your mind
And I'm sick of all my judges
They're so scared of letting me shine
But I know that I can make it
As long as somebody takes me home
Every now and then
Every now and then

         A C#m F#m C#m  D Bm   A     E
You know I see London,  I see Sam's Town
 A    C#m F#m C#m  D    Bm A    E
Holds my hand and lets my hair down
 A     C#m  F#m   C#m  D   Bm   A   E
Rolls that world right off my shoulder
A C#m F#m C#m  D Bm   A     E   F#
I see London,  I see Sam's Town now