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