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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] B C#m A C#m [Verse]
She takes it in A And then she falls aC#mpart Over the sinkA, and disappointment sC#mtarts In a Brush down her C#mface is to Atouch C#m
And then we thinAk is this the first or C#mlast? Our faces pinAk, the kitchen smells like C#mash From a Bnight of blowing C#msmoke at her gAhost C#m
E B [Chorus]
And Ball those times they C#mbroke her Whethered Bhopes but we've got C#mlegs to lead her AhomeB
[Verse] C#m
And now she Astands The wardens of her C#mglass Like in her hAands She said she's proud that I'm hoC#mnest Her tired Bknees, like sturdy C#mtrees of endless Alove
E B [Chorus]
And Ball these times We'll C#mbreak in smoother Bshapes Like river C#mstone Or newer Bborns
[Bridge] E A
So quit C#mdrowning in yourBself, God God damn EBack where I'm Afrom C#mEverybody Bloves to understand EJust showing Aup C#mDoes more than you can Bknow to make amenEds A
So quit C#mdrowning in yourBself, God God damn EBack where I'm Afrom C#mEverybody Bloves to understand EJust showing Aup C#mDoes more than you can Bknow to make amenEds
A C#m B E A
So quit C#mdrowning in yourBself, God God damn