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She lifts her skirt up to her knees
                                                  D
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing
G
I never learned to count my blessings
                                    D
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters

Bm
Walk on down the hill
            Gb
Through the grass grown tall and brown
               G                            D
And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain
Bm
On past the busted back
        Gb
Of this old and rusted Cadillac
     G                               D
That sinks into this field collecting rain

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Will I always feel this way
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So empty, so estranged

Bm

G
Of these cutthroat busted sunsets,
                                          D
These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary
G
If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips
                                          D
I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me

Bm
Lay your blouse across the chair
    Gb
Let fall the flowers from your hair
    G                                  D
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Bm
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
Gb
To me it sounds like they're
G                                D
applauding us, the quiet love we make

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Will I always feel this way
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So empty, so estranged

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G
Well I looked my demons in the eyes
                                         D
Laid bare my chest said do your best and destroy me
G
See I've been to hell and back so many times
                         D
I must admit you kind of bore me

Bm
There's a lot of things that can kill a man
           Gb
There's a lot of ways to die
        G                                 D
Yes and some already dead who walk beside you
Bm
There's a lot of things I don't understand
       Gb
Why so many people lie
G                                                D
Well it's the hurt you hide that fuels the fires inside you

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Will I always feel this way
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So empty, so estranged

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