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^DAll dressed ^Aup, no p^Dlace to ru^An No ^Dcar, no g^Airl, no p^Dills, no f^Aun ^BmNothing to do ^Ain this e^Bmmpty room^A I gotta ^Bmget my ^Ahead tog^Bmether s^Aoon

^DAlone again,^A no plan^Ds, no frie^Ands You^D come aro^Aund at ha^Dlf past te^An You say &^Bmquot;How are y^Aou holdin^Bmg up my f^Ariend? Are you ^Bmsitting aro^Aund getting d^Bmrunk ag^Aain?"

^GAnd I hear the desperation of those ^F#lines Wasted ^Ghours, others wasted ^Atime Uh, yeah, I been just fine!

Then we're^D out the doo^Ar in an ^Dhour more ^A We s^Dtumble down ^Afrom the^D second fl^Aoor And we're^Bm sway^Aing,^Bm brayi^Ang We d^Bmon't know wh^Aat we're ^Bmsaying ^A

And you ^Dgrab my sh^Airt, your ^Dway so cur^At I ^Dswear to God^A that this ^Ddoesn't hu^Art When you ^Bmstare like t^Ahat, you put ^Bmon that a^Act You ^Bmsay somethin^Ag and then you ^Bmtake it b^Aack

And I ^Gfeel as though I've done something w^F#rong Oh, how I ^Gmiss you when you're ^Agone

And I ^Dwish I h^Aad the ^Dguts to ^Ascream You ^Dknow, things ar^Aen't always ^Dwhat they ^Aseem When you ^Bmwalk aw^Aay, I ^Bmwant to ^Astay Don't l^Bmeave me h^Aere to ^Bmpace and p^Aray

All these ^Dnights I b^Aurnt, hou^Drs I tur^Aned You th^Dink that ^Aby now ^DI'd lear^Ant That you're ^Bmonly wh^Aat you pre^Bmtend to ^Abe I ^Bmguess that ^Awas just l^Bmost on m^Ae

I can't s^Gtand the way you look at me in that ^F#dress Oh, happy, ^Galright I might be, I gu^Aess

If I wasn't such a mess! -Repeat the verse chords here-

The Airborne Toxic Event - Papillon