Uncle Tupelo - Cold shoulder

^GDoesn?t matter what you?ve said ^{D F#m}Or what you?ve done ^{G G}When you?ve lost your head ^{D F#m}You?re lookin for a new one ^G

^BmYour heaven looks just lik^Ae my hell ^{G A A}Beautiful, as far as I can tell ^{G Bm}but your heaven looks just ^Alike my hell ^{G A}

^BmHow could I ha^Ave ever needed ^{G A Bm}such a cold he^Aart to count on ^{G A Bm}and how could ^AI have ever want^Ged ^{A Bm}such a cold sh^Aoulder to cry on ^{G A}