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HER
G#mOn the top of the roof he sets his sights, In the morning light he waits to strike, C#mLooking G#mfor the man with the two-tone shoes.
G#mIn the empty street that you left last Down in your hall into his address C#mThe cameG#mras flash for the front page news
C#Just forF# today IA#m like myD#7 dreams to be real F#And whenG# the liars rip the wheel Ill keepC# my smilC#me under the fade
G#mDon't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, C#mI felt like nothing when you left these arms G#mDon't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, C#mI've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
D#7Been called a black widow all the time C#mDon't matter with a heart as cold as minG#me.
HIM With a red-haired dancer on his lap He's driving himself to a heart attack Up the road awaits the deathproof car Last thing he sees is a silhouette And the glowing ember of a cigarette She breaks the glass as he breaths his last HER Just for today I like my dreams to be real And when the liars rip the wheel Ill keep my smile under the fade BOTH Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, I've got a coffin with your name in flowers. Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, I've got a coffin with your name in flowers. Been called a black widow all the time Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine. Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, I've got a coffin with your name in flowers Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby, I've got a coffin with your name in flowers Been called a black widow all the time Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.