[Intro]
D
[Verse]
D
I am a prisoner in the sunlight
Em
You are my cellmate in the darkness
G
There's a box full of mix tapes
A D
With titles you came up with
D
They can show us where we came from but not how to get back there
Em
Listening to the songs can't heal my broken fingers
G A
It's just weight for the anchor
D
To keep your ship here
D
Goldfish crackers in a zip-lock bag
Em
In a gas station garbage can
G
I'm filling up this evening
A D
So I won't have to at 6am
D
On my way into work but that could have been me
Em
Working behind that counter on the curb there smoking
G
We're really not that different
A D
Just a few steps from exploding
[Chorus]
D Bm
Now I'm serving time
Em G
Till I've earned the right
A D
To go back to the place where we started from
D Bm
Now I'm serving time
Em G
Till I've earned the right
A D
Baby I swear one day we'll get the money straight
[Verse]
D
I am a prisoner in the sunlight
Em
You are my cellmate in the darkness
G
I just hope I wake up
A D
Before this streetlight changes
D
Yeah you know this world is eating him alive
Em
But you just can't find the metaphor to describe
G A D
The bottle of pills and the emptiness in the soft light
[Chorus]
D Bm
And I'm serving time
Em G
Till I've earned the right
A D
To go back to the place where we started from
D Bm
Yeah I'm serving time
Em G
Till I've earned the right
A D
Baby I swear one day we'll get the money straight