Cifras
Knowing Such Things

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 Bm                                                                   G 
Your shit talk ain't got a thing on what my old friends say
 D                                                                 A 
Hey, I heard you got that message how they drop us a ten
 Bm                                                   G 
But I don't care much about making new starts
 D                                                                 A 
With old mother fuckers who ain't got no heart
 Bm                                         G 
You can't catch up and I can't keep going
 D                                                                       A 
And I ain't heard you do nothing but bite your tail in
 Bm                                                           G 
Hey, remember that time that we split all that money
 D                                                                                       A 
And I shook your hand twice and you wouldn't look me in the eye
 Bm         G                       D                           A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not that I care to watch the end
 Bm         G                       D                                               A 
And I, na na na nana I didn't trust you from that moment of sin
Verse
 Bm                                                                   G 
Yeah, this vans got four wheels but that engine don't run right
 D                                                                                     A 
You can't find pocket change stuffed in the seat cushions
 Bm                                                           G 
Laid out in the back, you can't hear things right
 D                                                                                 A 
But in the front you wouldn't believe the things that they're sayin'
 Bm                                                                             G 
Yeah, them stories they change and sometimes get quite interesting
 D                                                                       A 
When tossed around so many times you can't find an end
 Bm                                                         G 
They don't even sound like the days they were
 D                                                               A 
The real memories, yeah, they're fucking obscure
 Bm         G                       D                           A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not sure I can laugh at such sin
 Bm         G                       D                                               A 
And I, na na na nana we keep some close for knowing such things that you did
Verse
 Bm                                                           G 
Yeah, I gotta be honest I'm not sure that I ever liked you
 D                                                                   A 
But, I was good at pretending if I pretend to pretend
 Bm                                                                                                         A 
You see, you can have freight trains or sparks and the river gives plenty
 D                                                 A 
And it only goes dry when nothing goes in
 Bm                                                               G 
You ever think about that before? All nail biting at night
 D                                           A 
Scratching for clarity reliving old times
 Bm                                                           G 
Hey man, nothing is nothing and too much thought means more
 D                                               A 
Constant traffic jams of nothing at home
 Bm         G                       D                           A 
And I, na na na nana I'm not that I care to watch the end
 Bm         G                       D                                               A 
And I, na na na nana I didn't trust you from the beginning sin
                                          You did