Mal Blum - Split splitting

Construc^Dtion zone outside my w^Aindow I fell out of b^Ged again I'm getting used^D to it But you wept^D, you said I tasted like pain to you ^A I think that it's just^G a mood But I hope it starts lea^Dving soon Like I do^G Like I do^Bm Like I do^A Like I do^G Like I do^Bm Like I do^A

So I left^D then too I slept in a par^Aking lot Used to feel dang^Gerous Now it's just sad^D Stories you tell^D to them Memories of fa^Allen men Ball steps and pir^Ghouettes And "I hadn't met^D you yet"s It's not true^G It's not true^Bm It's not true^A It's not true^G It's not true^Bm It's not true^A

^DMe? I still don't know A broken down but ^Afaithful radio A dopplering, dropped^G slur from a car window The sun on the ground^D But you?^D I do Raised red flags and ^Acharm and all I bet you taste like my ^Gmanias Bet I don't want to find out^D But I do^G But I do^Bm But I do^A But I do^G But I do^Bm But I do^A

So I fol^Dded and I fell like an ac^Ator then Performing a nar^Grative Dressing, undre^Dssing it

Is this how it's al^Dways been? Don't know what the pr^Aoblem is People aban^Gdoning You without cause^D And you think^D that I won't Lonely looking ^Ayoung and vulnerable I bet you taste like my ^Glowest lows Bet I don't e^Dver want to know

But I do^G But I do^Bm But I do^A But I do^G But I do^D