G            Bm
We drained every night
         G         Bm       
In the lower East Side
           G                 Bm             G        Bm                                       
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
         G          Bm         
So you came to my room
               G                        Bm                                        
We did some things that we knew not to do
        G           Bm            G            Bm
In the glow of the nights golden hue 


Chorus

              C                D
You've got a tattered line of string
             Em             G
That you've tied 'round everything
           C                D
That you want to call your own
        Em              G 
But it never seems to hold


Verse II

         G       Bm
When we woke we agreed
        G               Bm
That we would not ever speak
          G        Bm                 G       Bm
Of this night to anyone that we both knew
                G             Bm
And you said, "Every time we kiss
        G                       Bm               
I felt something that could not exist"
         G                Bm                   G       Bm
And I confessed that I thought that I felt it too


Chorus

                C               D
You've got a tattered line of string
            Em            G
That you've tied 'round everything
                C                        Bm
That you want to call your own
         D              G
But it never seems to hold


Break

G Bm 
G Bm
G Bm
G Bm 


Chorus

               C                 D
You've got a tattered line of string
              Em            G
That you've tied 'round everything
           C                D
That you want to call your own
         Em            G
But it never seems to hold