Key: D minor
Intro 1
Ebm
B
Db
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B
Verse 1
you'd be a smokin' gun
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B
I bet I could taste silver
drippin' off your tongue
Db
Ebm
When you drag that cigarette,
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B
realize I never wanted so bad
to be the luckiest guy
Db
Ebm
I got x -ray vision
from across the room
in something bad like you
Ebm
Gb
I tell myself,
Gb
Db
Bad news, it's easy to see
Ebm
B
But lucky for you I never listen to me
Gb
Ebm
Plains ain't, ain't my style
I'm the poor street child
For acting a fool
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B
Can you please forgive me
For I know what I do
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Ebm
When I say, do you drink
I don't really mean the whiskey
that you're pouring
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B
It's how do you take your coffee
Ebm
Db
in the morning
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B
tell myself I'm better off running away
Gb
Db
Bad news, it's easy to see
B
Ebm
I never miss an elite
Playing safe ain't my style
I'm the poster child
for a crooked smile
I'm the poster child
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B
go to heaven
Miss America's misbehavin'
B
Ebm
So lead me on into temptation
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B
Tell myself, I'm better off coming home
Gb
Db
Bad news, it's easy to see
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B
But looking for you, I never listen to me
Gb
Db
Tell myself, you're gonna be a car crash
breakin' my heart in half
Gb
Db
Tell myself I know I should leave
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B
Ebm
But lucky for him, I never listen to me
I never listen to me, I never listen to me
on the postage
for a crooked smile
trouble on the postage
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ChordsEbm B Db Gb
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