[Intro]
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A   Dsus2
[Strophe]
A                             Dsus2 
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery 
       A                                Dsus2 
When the telephone was a tin can on a string  
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And I fell asleep with you still talking to me 
                       A              Dsus2 
You said you weren't afraid to die
[Instrumentale]
A  Dsus2
[Strophe]
    A                                       Dsus2 
In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes 
        A                                           Dsus2 
Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in the drawer?  
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Well I don't think that I ever loved you more
[Refrain]
                A 
Than when you turned away 
            Dsus2 
When you slammed the door 
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When you stole a car drove, towards Mexico  
          A                       Dsus2 
And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm 
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I was young enough, I still believed in war
[Instrumentale]
A  Dsus2
A  Dsus2
[Strophe]
E                                    F#m 
But let the poets cry themselves to sleep 
E                                                 F#m 
And all their tearful words would turn back into steam  
               A                Dsus2 
But me, I'm a single cell on a serpent's tongue 
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And there's a muddy field where a garden was 
                 A 
And I'm glad you got away  
                Dsus2 
But I'm still stuck out here 
                F#m                    E 
My clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears
[Instrumentale]
A  Dsus2
A  Dsus2
[Pont]
E                                       F#m 
And I never thought this life was possible 
E                                               F#m 
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for 
              A                Dsus2 
The end of paralysis I was a statuette  
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Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench 
            A                     Dsus2 
And when I press the keys it all gets reversed 
              F#m                E 
The sound of loneliness makes me happier
[Outro]
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