Louden Swain - Medicated

^G Pavement can car^Bmess ^C The treads of my distr^Dess ^G Grip onto ^Bmcow that Is my ^Cseat and speed the p^Dlow

^G Your words were gentle ^Bmoh ^C Reflected in my ^Dwindow I knew you Would ^Gbe the kind of ^Bmgirl That I could ^Dtalk to

And you ^Cseem like your kinda ^Gstrange Why can't you ^Cbe a little less ins^Dane I ^Cmay be crazy at ^Dleast I'm ^Fmedicat^Ged

^G Later on that ^Bmday ^C When sun began to ^Dfade ^G The Neb^Bmraska sky showed ^CWhy it was Nebras^Dka

^G You said I was in^Bmtense ^C I quietly took off^Dense ^G You laughed ^Bmbut I didn't ^Cthink it was ^Dfunny

And you ^Cseem like your kinda ^Gstrange Why can't you ^Cbe a little less in^Dsane I ^Cmay be crazy at ^Dleast I'm ^Fmedicat^Ged

And you ^Cseem like your kinda ^Gstrange Why can't you ^Cbe a little less in^Dsane I ^Cmay be crazy at ^Dleast I'm ^Fmedicat^Ged

^Am I was saving your ^Dplace ^Am Fear that you'd be ^Dreplaced ^Am How can I stop myself ^Dfrom Making the same mis^Ftake ^D

^G Only one ^Bmthing ^C As awkward as good^Dbye ^G Having to ^Bmstand up in your ^Cseat to let her ^Dby

^G Never meet a^Bmgain ^C Never speak a^Dgain ^G Maybe in a^Bmnother life, ^Cmaybe, ^Dmaybe, we could have ^Gbeen