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FI wish i could Ameat the salt off Fyour last faded Amlips
FWe can cap the old Amtimes make playinFg only logical hAmarm
FWe can top the old Amlines clay-makingF that nothing elAmse will change.
FBut she can read, she can Amread, she can read, she can read, she's Fbad
FOh, she's bad Am F Am
Fmaj7It's different now that I'm poor and C/Baging, I'll Amnever see this face Cmaj7again
Fmaj7You go stabbing yourself iC/Bn the nAmeck Cmaj7
Fmaj7It's different now that I'm poor and C/Baging, and I'll Amnever see this place Cmaj7again
Fmaj7And you go stabbing yourseC/Blf in the Amneck Cmaj7
FWe can find new ways of Amliving make playing only Flogical harm Am
FAnd we can top the old times, Amclay-making that Fnothing else will Amchange.
FBut she can read, she can read, she can Amread, she's badF
Oh, she's Ambad
Fmaj7It's different now that I'm poor and C/Baging, I'll Amnever see this face Cmaj7again
Fmaj7You go stabbing yourself iC/Bn the nAmeck Cmaj7
Fmaj7It's different now that I'm poor and C/Baging, and I'll Amnever see this place Cmaj7again
Fmaj7And you go stabbing yourseC/Blf in the Amneck Cmaj7
FIt's in the way that she Amposed, F Am
it's in the Fthings that she puts in my Amhead F Am
Her stories are Fboring and stuff.Am
She's always Fcalling my bluff.Am
She puts the, Fshe puts the weights into Cmaj7my little heart,
And she Fgets in my room and she Cmaj7takes it apart.
FShe puts the weights into Cmaj7my little heart,
I said Fshe puts the weights into Cmaj7my little heart.
FAm
She packs it awayF Am
FIt's in the way that she walksCmaj7
Her heaven is Fnever enough Cmaj7
She puts the Fweights in my heartCmaj7
She puts, oh Fshe puts the weights into Cmaj7my little heart.
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