Tom: C
Introdução:
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My friend You're always
the last one to leave
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Those dimly lit rooms
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Making sure the last glass
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makes its way to the table empty
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And every bottle in the place
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Has been upside down
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At least a few times what a waste
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Is this what's left of you these days
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You're not eighteen anymore
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Five years should have been
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enough time for you to
Cm
grow up and get over this
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Not too cool to be throwing
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up all morning sick
G
from what you might have
done or done it with
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And I swear if I could take your pain
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And frame it and hang it on my wall
Cm
Maybe you would never
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have to hurt it all
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Painting pictures in red and blue
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A portrait bruise just like you
G# Bb
And now you're walking away
Cm Eb Bb Fm
You're not eighteen anymore
Gm G#
Five years should have been
Eb G
enough time for you to
Cm
grow up and get over this
Eb Bb Fm Gm
Not too cool to be throwing
G# Eb
up all morning sick
G
from what you might have done
Bridge
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When is enough finally enough
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All the hang-ups and the
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heartbreaks get you past
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All failures and bad breaks
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just accept yourself
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Find something that brings
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you closer to complete
verse 3
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Painting pictures in red and blue
G# Bb Cm Eb
A portrait bruise just like you
G# Bb
And now you're walking away
Outro
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When is enough finally enough
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When is enough finally enough