Spanish Love Songs - Buffalo buffalo

Lost in the S^Eouth. My thermostat don’t work I’m sweating naked on my ^C#mbed It’s gonna fade a nasty yellow in the ^C#mmorning ^EAnother blank face staring through me Like a chalk outline ^{C#m C#m}of dreams that bled out in the night ^AA post-mortem portrait of lone^C#mliness ^{B A A}Some heavy-handed statement like, “I’ve never felt at home.”

And some a^Esshole shot up some kids A week before you left for Port^C#mland I’m thinking about dying again ^C#m From the w^Eorst outcomes of a world that I can’t slow down No matter how many t^C#mimes ^C#mI throw my hands into the air and plead with everyone ^A I know it’s wrong ^{C#m B A A}but I’m thinking about buying a gun

Would you meet me in the middle?^E Would you meet ^G#mme north of Buf^C#mfalo? We’ll esc^Aape in^Bto the w^Einter; Build a h^G#mouse where no one wants ^C#mto go ^AMeet me ^Bin the mi^Eddle Would you meet ^G#mme north of Buf^C#mfalo? We’ll esc^Aape in^Bto the w^Einter; Build a h^G#mouse where no one wants ^C#m No one w^Aants to e^Bver go ^E

Cause that’s not an o^Aption When everyt^Ehing looks like an ^Bepitaph s^C#mtaring b^Aack at me I’ll pace this park^Eing lot trying to s^Bqueeze out f^C#mrom this m^Aisery How do I find y^Eou When you’re l^Bost out ^C#min the s^Aea of green Iif the sun won’t c^Eome back? ^{B C#m A A}Rather be sheep in a snowstorm ^{C#m B A A}Than a lion in the brush ^{B E A} Rather be sheep trapped in a ^C#msnowst^Borm ^{A A}Than a lion in the brush

N.C.

In the sights of a bastard who can’t get it up

Would you meet me in the middle?^E Would you meet ^G#mme north of Buf^C#mfalo? We’ll esc^Aape in^Bto the w^Einter; Build a h^G#mouse where no one wants ^C#mto go ^AMeet me ^Bin the mi^Eddle Would you meet ^G#mme north of Buf^C#mfalo? We’ll esc^Aape in^Bto the w^Einter; Build a h^G#mouse where no one wants ^C#m No one w^Aants to e^Bver go ^E