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[Intro] C#m [Verse 1]
C#mReally never should have met her At the cemetery gates I meant to keBep
All my secrets all to myself
But she was burning my house down in my sleC#mep I could see that it was over C#mToo much crimson, too much clover I could sBee that half a year was really nothing As luck would have it, it was Friday the 13Eth B
[Chorus]
C#mYou said, you said you don't believe in things like thaF#mt Get off my baBck E B C#mShe said, she said you don't believe in things like thaF#mt That girl better watch her baBck C
C#m [Verse 2]
C#mDidn't know that things were like this Could have sworn I was a saint, how could this beB
But the bruises and the black eyes
I got were really all the proof I'll ever needC#m I could see that it was over There was really nothing left that we could doB
Half a year is really nothing
I've done a few bad things but just a fewE B
[Chorus]
C#mYou said, you said you don't believe in things like thaF#mt Get off my bacBk C#mYou said, you said you don't believe in things like that F#m That girl better watch her baBck C