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DI'm the salt in your sugar cane But it's not the taste that I blEmame D It's not you or I F#m Because we tried tried tDried A Em
The more we change
The more things stay the same D DYour eyes were red
Mine painted black
My thin blue dress Em slid down my back D You held me close and yoF#mu cried cried cried D A Em Cause we both knew I wasn't coming back D EmAnd maybe I have aDlwayEms been the one to say good-bye D EmAnd I won't no lie, no, IfD I don't sticEmk around DYou're not gonna die Em DYou're not gonna die Em DShe was sweet when you were down I hope what you need is just wEmhat you found D You say you're fine, thenF#m you sigh sigh sigh D A Em So when I fuck around don't ask me why D EmMaybe I havDe always been the one to say good-byeEm D EmI won't liDe, no, If I donEm't stick around D EmYou're not gonna die D EmYou're not gonna die D DNow you're here and your jeans are ripped A cigareEmtte, between your lips But you don't smoke I guesF#ms now you do do do D A Em EmCause what you want I just can't give to you D EmCause what you want I just can't give to you D