Clock That chords by Tris Taylor

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Intro 1

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Verse 1
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If I  wanted to know
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who you were hanging with
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While I was gone I would have asked you
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It's the kind of cold,
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fogged   up windshield glass
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But I felt it when I passed you
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There's an ache in you,
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put there by the ache in me
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But if it's all the same to you,
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it's the same     to me
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So we could call it even,
you could call me babe for the weekend
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Just the damn season right this time
I'm staying at my parents' house
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And the road I'm taking
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looks real good now
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And it always leads to you,
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in my hometown
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I parked my car right
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between the Methodist
And the school that used to be ours
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D 
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The holidays linger like bad      perfume
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You can run but only so far
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I escaped it too
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Remember how you watched  me leave
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But if it's okay with you
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It's okay with me
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We could call it even you could call me
Is the damn season
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Staying at my parents house
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It looks real
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Time flies I see is the man on your
truck tires now
I'm missing your smile in me.
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Yeah, we could just ride
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around
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Taking looks real
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And      it always leads to you
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in my hometown
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A 
Sleeping half the day
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Just for old time's sake
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I won't ask you to wait
If you don't ask me to stay
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So I'll go back to LA
And the so -called friends
who write books about me
If I ever make it
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And wonder about
The only soul who can tell
which smiles I'm faking
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And the heart I know I'm
breaking is my own
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To leave the warmest bed
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I've ever known
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A 
We could call it even
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Even though I'm
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leaving
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An       d I'll be yours for the weekend
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Tis the damn     season
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We could call it even
You could call me babe for the weekend
Tis the damn season
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Like this, darling
I'm staying at my parents' house
And the road not taking
looks real good now
D 
Time flies
Messy as the mud on your truck tires
Now I'm missing your smile
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Hear me out
We could just ride around,
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and the road not taking
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looks real good now
A 
And it always leads to you,
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A 
in my hometown
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It always leads to you,
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in my hometown you