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CGhost lay in a ditch on thursday Gwhere I was meant to be
AI almost missed my death its so good now hes decked inF flowers for me
CI hope she doesnt like me or i'll soon be stanGding more than likely
where he oAnce stood and thats no good F
FmAhaa
GWe pretend not to look at another but if he could see oCmver her shoulder
GHe got me a time he got me that time never a time again
CI look at the hair on her head thats not real now im left G
with a dead and a naked ordeal when all i want is down Aat the shore
sitting in my car F
CAnd bitter sometimes but the taste is sweet your friends olny like G
themselves in photographs i dont like them i dontA like you F
GAhaa
We pretAend not to look atF each other C
GI stand on my feet Fwhen i wanna C
FWe pretend not to look butG for change andA for good I cry G G
CFCAGG
CBut when the stars look right above me and in the street lights i cant Gsee
I Awalk on down to make a stand where he once stood F
CNow they lie there breast to breast and toe to toe G
AAll I want is down at the shore sitting in my car F
GWe ended its all over she'll marry me Cmbut i'll hold her
GShe'll shovel the dirt into my face I dont care i love her C
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