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Dlast call he was sick of it Fall aGsleep at Bbhome
Dtold you Foff and goodGbyeA Bb
well you know oneD day it'll come toF haunt you that youG didn't tell himBb quite
the truth
Dyou're a crisis, you're an Ficicle, you're a Gtongueless talker, youA don't
Bbcare what you say
you're a Gjaywalker and you just, justGm walk aEbsus2way
and that'sGm all youCsus2 do
the Gmclap of the Ebsus2fading out Gmsound of your Csus2shoes Gm
Ebsus2made him Gmwonder Csus2who he Gmthought that he Ebsus2knew Gm Csus2
last Dcall he was sick of it Fall, the Gendless stream of reBbminders
made him soD sick of you, sick of you, Fsick of you, sick of your sGound,
sick of yoAu comBbin' around
Dtryin to crawl Funder my skin when I Galready shed myBb best defense
it comes Dout all around that you've Fwon and I think I'm all Gdone, you can
swAitch me off saBbfely
while I'm Glyin' here waiting for sleep to overGmtake me Ebsus2
GmC7Gm7Ebsus2GmCsus2
Gmyou're still Ebsus2here but just Gmcheck to make Csus2sure
Gmall you aEbsus2spired to Gmdo was enCsus2dure
you can't Gmask for more, Ebsus2ask for more, Gmknowing you'll Csus2never get
Gmthat which you Ebsus2asked foGmr Csus2
so you Gmcast your Ebsus2shadow GmeveryCsus2where
like the Gmman in the Ebsus2moon Gm Csus2
and you Fstart to drink and just Ewanna conFtinue
Git'll all be C/Gyesteryear soon
you Fstart to drink and just Ewanna conFtinue
Git'll all be C/Gyesteryear soon
DFGBb
Dchurch bells andF now I'm awake and IG guess it must beA someBb kind of holiday
I can't Dseem to Fjoin in the celebraGtion A Bb
but I'll Dgo to the service and I'll Fgo to pray and I'll Gsing the praises in
Amy makBber's name
like AI Gwas as good as she made me
and I Gmwanted her to Ebsus2tell me that Gmshe would never Csus2wake me x8
I'm Gmlyin' here Ebsus2waiting for Gmsleep to Csus2overtake me
GmEbsus2GmC7
Gm7Ebsus2GmCsus2
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