Written by Conor Oberst
E He came with his friends, in a caravan G# A To witness the governor's ball E Sat by himself on a cool patch of grass A B While the rest stood like bricks in a wall C#m A The stage it looked like a vending machine G# C#m The singer, a black barbie doll E A But it was well light, and well managed E A So no property, would be damaged E B A Until his boredom, took full advantage E Of it all E Talked to a girl, with klonopin eyes G# A Who said she had jewelry to sell E First he said no thanks, then he realized A B That he wasn't feeling that well C#m A And the turquoise she held looked like pieces of sky G# C#m And a garnet like teardrops from hell E A E A She offered, him a necklace, and he wanted to accept it E B A E But it would end up, too expensive, he could tell A E A E F#m A B Then she said: "Why not? What have you got, to lose, to lose?" E E When he never came back, and the curfew had passed G# A His friends searched the fair grounds for clues E But the security guard with the maniacal laugh A B Said its always the leader you lose C#m A When he finally turned up in the broad light of day G# C#m With a black eye as big as the moon E A They all asked him, what had happened E A Was it real or, all imagined E B A E Why on earth had, he abandoned them so soon And he said: A E A E F#m A B "Why not? I do what I've got, to do, and so should you, you" E B A x3 E B A G#m F#m E