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AFool enough to almost be it
FCool enough to not quite see it, Ddoomed
APick your pocket full of sorrow
FAnd run away with me tommorow, Dgone
BWe'll try toG ease the Dpain,B somehow
GFeel the sDame Eway
No one Dknows Ewhere our secretsG go
AI'll send my heart to all my dearies
FWhen your love is so, so dreary,D dream
AI'm rumored to the straight and narrow
FWhile the harlots of my perils Dscream
AAnd I Ffail, but when I Dcan, I Gwill
ATry to understanFd that when I Dcan, I will
DADA
BGDE
AFD
AMother weeped the years I'm missing
FAll the time can't be givenD back
AShut my mouth and strike the demons
FCursed you and your reasons
DOut of hand and out of season
DOut of love and out of feeling
ASo Fbad but when ID can, I Gwill
AWords define the plFans
But when ID can, I will
AFool enough to almost be it
FCool enough to not quite see it
DTold enough to always feel it
DAlways old I always feel it
ANo more promise, no more sorrow
FNo longer will I follow
DCan anybody hear me, I just want to Abe Fme
When ID can, I Gwill
ATry to understaFnd that when ID can, I will
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