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DWe met at the Broken Spoke rEmestaurant and lounge
GI lit your cigarette and you wEmrote your number dAown
On the iDnside of a matchbook that was lBmaying on the bar
And a fGire started bEmurning somAewhere in my hDeart
DI didn't see it coming, guess I dBmidn't see the signs
GI just never thought you'd leave me aEmfter all this tAime
But tDoday when I came home my key Bmwas hollow in the door
There was nGothing but a woEmrn out book of mAatches on the
fDloor
You took the Gbed, you took the dEmishes and the cAar
And you broke my tDrust, you took adBmvantage of my heart
And you lAeft me hAereG with empty rBmooms and walls with
hAoles,D scars and scrGatches
EmIf I find the strength to F#mburn your mGemory down, aAt least
you left the maDtches
DBmEmGA
DThe colors old and faded, the Bmcovers worn and stained
But I can sGtill make out the numbers and the hEmeart beside
your nAame
DUntil tonight they'd only lit a sBmingle cigarette
Now oGne by one I'm sEmtriking them to hAelp me to fDorget
And eBmverybody Aat the Broken SGpoke
They all tBmhought my crazy Astory was a jGoke
Now they're Bmall out in the pAarking lot stGaring at the smoke
Baby alBml that's left of Aour love now is Gashes
Thank gAod you left the matches
End D Bm Em G A
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