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| Bb | | I have to block out thoughts of you |
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| Gm | | they crawl in like a cockroach |
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| Eb | | Dropping little reels of tape |
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| F | | Playing movies in my head |
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That make a porno feel like home |
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| Bb | | There’s a burning in my pride |
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A nervous bleeding in my brain |
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| Gm | | And ounce of pieces is all I want for you |
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Will you never call again |
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| Eb | | And will you never say that you loved me |
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Just to put it in my face |
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| F | | Will you never try to reach me |
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It is I that wanted space |
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| | | Eb | F | Bb | | | Hate me so | you can finally | see what’s good for | you |
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| Bb | | I’m sober now for 3 whole months |
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It’s one accomplishment that you helped me with |
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| Gm | | One thing that always tore us apart |
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Is the one that I won’t touch again |
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| Eb | | In a sick way I want to thank you |
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For holding my head up late at night |
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| F | | While I was busy waging wars with myself |
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You were trying to stop the fight |
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| Bb | | You never doubted my warped opinions |
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On things like suicide or hate |
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| Gm | | You made me compliment myself |
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When it was way too hard to take |
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| Eb | | So I’ll drive so fucking far away |
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That I never cross your mind |
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| F | | And do whatever it takes in your heart |
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| | | Eb | | | Hate me for | all the things |
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| | | Gm | | | Yeah ways hard to | swallow |
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| | | Eb | F | Bb | | | Hate me so | you can finally | see what’s good for | you |
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| Eb | F | | And with a | sad heart I say bye to you and | wave |
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| Bb | Gm | | I’m kicking | shadows in the street for every | mistake that I make |
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| Eb | F | | Like a | baby boy I never was a | man |
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| Bb | Gm | | Til I | saw your blue eyes cry and I held your | face in my hand |
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| Eb | F | | And the I | found I’m yelling make it go a | way |
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| Bb | Gm | | just make it | stop and let it shine just like it | used to be |
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| Eb | F | | And then | she whispered „how can you do this to | me?“ |
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| | | Eb | | | Hate me for | all the things |
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| | | Gm | | | Yeah ways hard to | swallow |
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| | | Eb | F | Bb | | | Hate me so | you can finally | see what’s good for | you |
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