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Lead In: Cm, Ab
Oh the grafCmfiti on the train Oh the grafAbfiti on the train oh no Rolling in to her Bblife Oh the grafFmfiti on the train oh
CmStepped outside he left his lover sleeping Rain falls he's drowning in his secret AbWet streets are quiet as a church hall Last house where children kick the football CmCross roads his heart is beating faster Bbetting close to asking her the question Ab"Marry me" he wants to paint the words on The night train he's hiding with his spray cans BbAnd that is going to ride When the paint is done and dried oh Fmcome on
Oh the grafCmfiti on the train Oh the grafAbfiti on the train Oh the grafCmfiti on the train Oh she'll Abnever be the same oh no Rolling in to her Bblife Oh the grafFmfiti on the train oh
CmDay breaks as lovely as she wakes up Sips her cup and dusts her face in make up AbBlack phone she hears the people whisper Someone died themselves train has slipped up CmTrain comes the coach she's always used to The doors read a "Marry me I love you" AbHeart stops ecstatic and suspicious She makes the call but he does'nt pick the phone up BbThe train sped down the line It was last train he would ride oh Fmno
Oh grafCmfiti on the train Oh grafAbfiti on the train Oh grafCmfiti on the train Oh she will Abnever be the same Oh god rolling back into her Bblife Oh grafFmfiti on the train oh
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