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Twisting My Words

Key: A

Introduction:

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Well aren't we all grown up
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We were only children, but who knew it then?
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Lovers before we knew anything more
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For each lesson in tenderness, learned on the floor
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There was one about twisting my words, to console you
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One about hiding the black and blue
          D                      A                            E                      D  
And one about leaving the back door open
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For the endlessly running away that I do
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The rain took me by surprise
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Though I'd heard a wild storm was coming that night
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I've learned to ignore these predictions alright
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Well partly it's stubbornness, some of it's spite
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But mostly it's twisting my words to console you
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Mostly it's hiding the black and blue
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And always it's leaving the back door open
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For the endlessly running away that I do
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Now you think you're here to stay, it's like that joke
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How can you miss me if you won't go away
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Well darling I might still surprise you one day
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For each sincere good morning I've managed to say
                                  E                      D                            A                              E  
There's been one about twisting my words to console you
                                C#m              D                      F#m  
One about hiding the black and blue
          D                      A                            E                      D  
And one about leaving the back door open
                     A                      F#m              E                      A  
For the endlessly running away that I do
From you
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For the endlessly running away that I do