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Tuning: E A D G B E
intro: Eb Gm Ab x2
At the PEbiccadilly station I felt my Gmheartbeat racing I didn't kAbnow no better And on that CEbamberwell road I found a Gmmirror for my soul And I didn't nAbeed no other
I was Cmaccident prone I fell hEbead over heels with no Abwarning And in spCmite of my vertigo I nBbever felt myself Abfalling
And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you then what I rAbealize now And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you when you were sAbtill around
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That Ebnight in Whitechapel girl I kGmnow what should have happened But I just lAbeft you standing there Meanwhile EbI became a man from New York GmCity to Japan But that don't gAbive me satisfaction, yeah Cm We're Ebonly victims of Abtiming And on that Cmcold summer night I kBbnow I am a fool for not tAbrying
And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you then what I rAbealize now And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you when you were sAbtill around
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EbI wish that I could Bbrewrite all the things that we Cmboth let Abgo And EbI wish that I could just tBburn back the time and Abtell you all I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you then what I rAbealize now
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And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you then what I rAbealize now And I Ebwish I wBbish that I Cmtold you when you were sAbtill around
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