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Tuning: E A D G B E
CI waited too long to write this down The Cstartling sC/Bensation is Amfading The sweet, sweet burn Of the first drink of the night, undD/F#erage FKnowing that you're gonna get away with it C
CYou were a good man before you knew it And I'm not vFain enough to think that I'd have been Amgood for you if I'd stayed In the cFurrent of your life I was an eyelash in the shipping lanes C
CAnd now I'm so scared about mystery I fAmear I sEm/Gmell extinction In the fD/F#olds of this novocaine age coming on CI miss the smell of mystery RAmeverb Gleaking outta tFavern doors And not knowing how the sounds were made
CSo I left home and faked my ID C/BbI fucked every man that I wanted to be I was so sAmtupid then Why should D/F#mystery give its lFife for me?
CBaby, I'm afraid But it's not your fault Maybe I should go EmHome alone tFonight CBaby, I'm afraid But it's not your fault Maybe I should go EmHome alone Ftonight
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CNow I see you in our old home Where I'm always scared to go Those Amthirty garbage Em/Gmiles Making wet cigarette butts and used tires FTo be poor as the anchor that makes us so sure C7Your sandy voice across my brow You haven't aged a day Is it because you took a shFortcut That makes people say you're crazy Is it true? You're a time traveler, you Is it true? I've seen crazy too
Can it be a cComforG/Bt betweAmen us? Because I neFver want to know for sure
CBaby, I'm afraid But it's not your fault Maybe I should go EmHome alone Ftonight CBaby, I'm afraid But it's not your fault Maybe I should go EmHome alone Ftonight
Am F/A D/F# Fmaj7
CNow I write this in a pale town Where Amexcitement is a yGellow curb Fmaj7My dream awake leaps through my window From the Amhighway
AmYou turn my head and set the brake too late Fmaj7Release the tears of metric tons D/F#The crash, it comes (comes, comes) FAnd pours down my public face AmBehind a reservoir of collarbones Fmaj7And forms two private D7/F#lakes (lakes, lakes, lFakes, lakes)
FBaby, IE'm afraid AmYour orbit is so easy EYou haven't gained a day AmWe're two self-fulfilling prophecies Fmaj7Who don't even have each other D7/F#Not that we would ever get Faway with it
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