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[Intro] E [Verse 1]
EIn this house F#mred curtainsA dim the dEay In this hall bF#mlack and whiteA pictures hEang In this room fF#mriends come toA drink their wEine In my headF#m I tend toA spend my tEime, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a wrAecking ball, a lEiar I'm a lAover with no fEire I'm a lAoner but I'm tEired I'm a wF#mrecking ball, yeah
[Interlude] E [Verse 2]
EOn this screenF#m I see myA latest drEeam On these shelvesF#m I keep myA familEy In this bedF#m I watch themA fall aslEeep In my earsF#m all night IA hear them brEeathe, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a wrAecking ball, a lEiar I'm a lAover with no fEire I'm a lAoner but I'm tEired I'm a wF#mrecking ball, yeah
[Bridge] E F#m A E [Verse 3]
EIn this bookF#m are words missingA for so lEong On this pageF#m I'll write themA I've been wroEng
[Chorus]
I'm a wrAecking ball, a lEiar I'm a lAover with no fEire I'm a lAoner but I'm tEired I'm F#mtired
[Chorus]
I'm a wrAecking ball, a lEiar I'm a lAover with no fEire I'm a lAoner but I'm tEired of this wF#mrecking ball I'm a wrAecking ball, yeah
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