G 
I'm riding down Kingsley, 
                    C 
Figuring I'll get a drink 
 G 
Turn the radio up loud, 
                    D    | C D | 
So I don't have to think, 
   G               
I take her to the floor, 
                                           C 
Looking for a moment when the world seems right, 
                     Am 
And I tear into the guts, 
     C         D7            G 
Hmmm of something in the night 
 
--- 
You're born with nothing, 
                     C 
And better off that way, 
                G 
Soon as you've got something the send 
                            D  | C D | 
Someone to try and take it away, 
          G 
You can ride this road 'till dawn, 
                                C 
Without another human being in sight, 
                 Am 
Just kids wasted on 
     C          D7        G 
Hmmm something in the night 
--- 
D 
Nothing is forgotten or forgiven, 
                          C     | C G C G | 
When it's your last time around, 
D 
I got stuff running around 'round my head 
                        C   D7  D 
That I just can't live down 
--- 
   G 
When we found the things we loved, 
                                    C 
They were crushed and dying in the dirt 
  G 
We tried to pick up the pieces, 
                            D   | C D | 
And get away without getting hurt, 
        G 
But they caught us at the state line, 
                                C 
And burned our cars in one last fight, 
                               Am 
And left us running burned and blind, 
      C            D7            G 
Hmm chasing something in the night  | Cj7 | Cj7 | G | G | (to fade out)