4 chords, pretty awesome song.
THE GOOD LIFE - NOTES IN HIS POCKETS
Drunk at the bar at last, last call
my babyâs home on her night off,
So Iâm involved in a serious talk
with a girl I had known growing up.
So we buy a six; decide to split â
she has a downtown apartment.
She opens the door, falls to the floor,
says, âIâm bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now Iâm yours.â
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill,
phone calls after the bars close â unlisted numbers.
If she only knew, then heâd be through
but who knows which parts are true.
She hates how it looks, but what can she do?
The girls all talk behind her back, they say sheâs being used.
At Sullivanâs drinking with Justin,
he says heâs seen my ex-girlfriend.
Sheâs back in town â and whatâs worse
he knows where and when she works.
So we head over to the Underwood,
sheâs trading shots with regulars:
She gives me a hug âtil our hips are flush
says, âBoy, weâve hardly kept in touch â itâs time for catching up.â
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill.
Phone calls after the bars close â unlisted numbers.
Still, he insists on his innocence;
says those girls are all gossips.
Sheâs gotta drop the axe âcatch him in the act
with his shame around his ankles, chain the guilt around his neck.
from Christoph Whitbeck. You re welcome. <3