Holly Williams - Til it runs dry

Shoot the ^Ammoon, hit the s^Ctars Send my ^Glove running down the ^Fboulevard Hang my ^Amheart up on that ^Cline Let it ^Gbeat 'til it runs ^Fdry, 'til it runs ^Cdry

Hot as ^Amhell, cold as ^Cice This Ferris ^Gwheel that they call ^Flife With a ^Ampast I could ^Ferase, C-G F But I'll serve it up on a silver plate On a silver pl^Cate

Hang my ^Amheart up on that ^Cline Let it ^Gbeat 'til it runs ^Fdry 'Til it runs dr^Cy

In this ^Amworld we all fall ^Cdown Like a pack of ^Gwolves in a dusty ^Ftown And we ^Amdraw fast when the killing's ^Fdone Always too ^Cla

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te^G, better on the ^Frun Better on the ^Crun

Hang my ^Amheart up on that ^Cline Let it ^Gbeat 'til it runs ^Fdry Hang my ^Amheart up on that ^Cline Let it ^Gbeat 'til it runs ^Fdry 'Til it runs dr^Cy