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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
Dm[Verse 1] She knew she'd had a cDmlose escape When she heard his Gmvoice on tape That the man who Cwrote those words Could never cA7omfort her And she tDmhought Of all the tGm7hings that would go wrong If they'd carried Con And what a Afool she'd been to think that they beDmlonged When she heard those Gmsongs GmThose dolorous Csongs Those hBbmeart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous AsongsA Asus4 A+5
[Verse 2]
She sat down at a window Dmchair D5 Dm She brushed and ponytailed her Gmhair Gm7 Gm6 And thought about hC5is changC7ing mooCds All that anger and Asuch victimhood And she imagiDmned D5 Dm The hour he knew that love was Gmgone Gm7 Gm6 That bitter dawn C5 C7 C When he reached foAr a pen and turned his bedlight Dmon
[Verse 3]
And wrote those soGm7ngs Those dolorous sCongs Those Aheart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous Dmsongs D5 Dm Those GmsongsGm7 Gm6 Those dolorous C5songs C7 C Those Bbmheart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous sFongs Those Bbmsongs... those soFngs Those Bbmsongs... those soFngs