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<Verse>
CThe songs in my C#dim7head they always Dm7seem to be so Gsentimental CAnd here in my C#dim7heart they always Dm7echo out so Gclear CBut when I hear them out C#dim7loud, all the Dm7melodies they Gstart to jumble CThe lines I thought were the C#dim7best, now Dm7seem so Ginsincere
<Chorus>
CSo I wasted no Etime, I thumbed a Fride with a D/F#stranger And I said, CTake me anyGwhere but Chere G
<Verse> C C#dim7 Dm7 G(b5) Every chord I play, sounds a bit diminished C C#dim7 Dm7 NC the dissonance plagues me and the stanzas lay unfinished
CStill I sing C#dim7along, but the Dm7words I form lack Ginnovation Cso I’ll takeC#dim7 the open roaDm7d in search of iGnspiration
<Chorus>
CSo I wasted no Etime, I thumbed a Fride with a D/F#stranger And I said, CTake me anyGwhere but Chere C7
<Bridge>
F/ASome people Fm/Abthink, they are C/Galways on the D/F#brink of something FBetter than, what they Eever E7/Dhad befoAmre Am/G FMe I'm the D/F#same, You know I'm a C/Ghopeless romantic that D/Fway FBut, it seems that this town has been D/F#keeping me down And IC/G can’t stick around oneD/F# more day FSo, GI'll be on my Cway G
<Solo> C C#dim7 Dm7 G C C#dim7 Dm7 G C E F D/F# C G C <Chorus>
CSo I wasted no Etime, I thumbed a Fride with a D/F#stranger And I said, CTake me anyGwhere but Chere G C