Tom: F
Introdução:
G C FA D
C F
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
C F
Little deaths in musical beds.
Am G F
So it seems I'm someone I've never met.
C F
You will only hear these elegant crimes,
C F
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes.
Am G F
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth.
Em
Everybody gets there and everybody gets their,
D2
And Everybody gets their way
C/ F/ C/ F
Am
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her,
D2
Now I'm the only one to blame.
C/ F/ G#/ Bb
C Em F
Things have changed for me, and that's okay.
D2 G
I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say.
C C9/B Am
Things have changed for me, and that's okay.
C F
I want to go where everyone goes,
C F
I want to know what everyone knows
Am G F
I want to go where everyone feels the same
C F
I never said I'd leave the city,
C F
I never said I'd leave this town.
Am G F
A falling out we won't tiptoe about.
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