Intro - F#m, E, B, F#

F#m       E    B          F#
    Ghost town behind the curtain
F#m            E            B           F#
    Has made a quilt of the misty night screen
         F#m    E           B       F#
Which is appreciated by the teenage burglars
        F#m     E          B           F#
Who are showing off at the parking lot scene

  Bm7                               C#m7
Unconscious still they are of their tragic and final
D C#m7  Bm7    A5      Fig. 1
Responsibility for the death of a whino
      F#m        E           D            C#m7     F#m
Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing

(Intro)

  F#m             E               B             F#
A deeply troubled Romeo somewhere waits for his lover
         F#m     E            B       F#
Who is a sitting duck for the anxious sleep
       F#m      E      B        F#
Of her     true man to board on tomorrow
                    F#m      E             B          F#
While she's leaving    after hours, chasin yesterdays dream

      Bm7                       C#m7
And a princess somewhere in her concrete tower
   D       C#m7  Bm7      A5     Fig.1
Is licking paper frogs to borrow luck for an hour
      F#m        E           D            C#m7     F#m
Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing

(Solo)
        Bm7                             C#m7
And her Romeo still is sleepless by the break in the routine
D       C#m7 Bm7     A5            Fig.1
For his Juliette got caught by the sake of her beauty
      F#m        E           D            C#m7     F#m
Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing

F#m     E       B            F#
  Ghost town we sleep in her beauty
    F#m          E       B        F#
For hours in her lowered venetian blinds
       F#m     E      B         F#
While,    somewhere a lawman of duty
              F#m          E    B               F#
Dimply dumps   the secret, of a news bill sized crime

              Bm7                             C#m7
And still the truth is floating in the stream under the bridges
        D          C#m7  Bm7      A5      Fig.1
And the world will never know, me and the moon were a witness

    F#m        E           D            C#m7     F#m
For although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing
Yes, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing...

Fig.1 Is something like this
D|-----------------|
A|----------5----4-|
E|4----7-----------|