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BmFive weeks in a prison, GI made no friends. BmThere's more time to be done, but GI've got a Aweek to spend. BmI didn't pay much attention Gfirst time around, Bmbut now you're hard not to notice, Gright Ahere in my town.
DWhere the stage of my old life Gmeets the cast of the new. F#mTonights Aactors... me and youG.
DEach day is C#mtaking us closer, F#while drawing the Dcurtains to close. DThis far, or C#mfurther, I need to know.F# DYour increasingly C#mlong embraces, F#are they sayingD sorry or please? DI don't know what's C#mhappening, help meF#.
BmThrough the streets, on the corners, Gthere's a scent in the air. BmI ask you out and I lead you. GI know my Away around here. BmThere's a bench I remember, Gand on the way there I findBm that the movements you're makinGg, are Amirrored in mine. DAnd your hand is held open, GintentionallyF#m, or Ajust what I want to seeG?
DYour increasingly C#mlong embraces, F#mare they saying sDorry or please? DI don't know what's C#mhappening, help meF#. DI don't normally C#mbeg for assistance, BmI rely on my Down eyes to see, Dbut right now they C#mmake no sense to meF#, Dright now you C#mmake no sense to meF#.