Key: F
FAmBbGmFAm
Windblown whispers wind naked down the corridorBbGm
Thoughts leavin' my head, they twist through yoursFAm
What will become of these gestures that we madeBbGmF
I've given up my Bible, you moved out of state ohhhhhh
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Wearily waitin' on the wastin' of his daysBbGm
A sad son's smoldering soulFAm
Give you three bucks for your sympathy
and another for a cigaretteBbGmF
The interaction feels so cold ohhhh
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