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^E Say, teacher^A man, I think you lied, ^E 'Cause you said t^Ahat love would surely die, ^E I misre^Aad the fine print on your sleeve, ^E As you tried to^A hand this down to me.

^E It's too late ^A for you to say to me, ^E the reasons,^A I found within, ^E As I taste t^Ahe freedom in your sweet, ^E Love-rich^A remedy.

As I ^F#mfall back down again, I hold my head hi^Egh. ^A ^E ^A And I ^F#mturn back round to you, And wave my good^Ebye. ^A ^E ^A ^E ^A ^E ^A

^E The same mystic e^Ayes that left me blind, ^E The same tune tha^At I will hum alone, I kno^Ew, That it se^Aems I'm sorry. ^E ^A

^E So with the under^Alining rule of love, ^E I slipped through ^Awhen I should've been awake, ^E And I missed^A the summer with y^Eou. ^A

As I f^F#mall back down again, I hold my head h^Eigh, ^A ^E ^A And I t^F#murn back round to you, And wave my good^C#mbye, ^A

And I'll ^Enever want ag^Bain, But I gu^C#marantee a ste^Aady hand, There's no ^Esense in re^Bgret, And I k^F#mnow ^E it's o^C#mnly second-^Bbest, But I g^Auarantee a steady hand,

When we play Russian Roulette. E A E A E A E A

Don't ^Eshadow me, ^AShadow me, Don't ^Eshadow me, ^AShadow me, Don't ^Eshadow me, ^AShadow me, Don't ^Eshadow me, ^AShadow me,

As I f^F#mall back down again, I hold my head h^Eigh, ^A ^E ^A And I t^F#murn back round to you, And wave my good^C#mbye, ^A

And I'll ^Enever want ag^Bain, But I gu^C#marantee a ste^Aady hand, There's no ^Esense in re^Bgret, And I k^F#mnow ^E it's o^C#mnly second-^Bbest, But I g^Auarantee a steady hand,

When we play Russian Roulette. E A E A E A E A E A E A E A E A E

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