Zach Bryan - Plastic cigarette

^CI ain’t written a l^Emove song in so ^Glong as your hair leads down your spine ^C If you don’t ^Emmind, being mine for th^Ge night, or the rest of time, ^C Let your hips and li^Emps and your finge^Grtips slip against the city streets ^CSeeping in again, I'm sleepi^Emng in while my friends g^Get high on the edge of Westside Highway

^C Did you ever make it ^Emback to Byron Ba^Gy? The day that you told me to quit drin^Cking And thinking that I^Em's gonna die before thir^Gty, your mom was so worried about All us ^Ckids in the house tearing^Em picture frames down Cause' our^G fathers were never around when we were younger

N.C.

So let it ^Cgo I saw you on the river's edge ^G Dragging on a plastic cigarette ^D* With your swim top still we^Emt So let it ^Cgo, I'm meeting you out on the coast^G You hate the smell of real sm^Doke Why'd you always keep it so^Em cold?

^C We're collecting s^Emhells out on the b^Gayshore you know I was a shell before ^CDeep in the hands of a^Emnother my brother t^Gold me to leave, but I didn't believe ^Cthe evil beneath some^Em people you meet out in ^GQueens ^C The way the ra^Emin came down the o^Gther day in Byron Bay Made me f^Ceel so alone, so^Em I just went home, s^Gcribbled some poem that I know that she'll never read

N.C.

So let it ^Cgo I saw you on the river's edge ^G Dragging on a plastic cigarette ^D* With your swim top still we^Emt So let it ^Cgo, I'm meeting you out on the coast^G You hate the smell of real sm^Doke Why'd you always keep it so^Em cold?

Let it ^Cgo I saw you on the river's edg^Ge ^{D* Em} Let it ^Cgo I saw you on the river's edge ^G Dragging on a plastic cigarette ^D* With your swim top still wet