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Day after day, Em
love turns grey
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skin of a dying man C
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And night after night, we preEm
tend it's all right
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I have grown older and
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You have grown colder and
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fun anymore.
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I can Em
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feel, Dm
cold as a razor blade
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Tight as a tourniquet
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Run to the beBb
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Don't look so frightened
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just a passing phase Bb
One of Dm
my bad days
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Would you Eb
like to watch T.Bb
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Or Eb
get between the sheetsBb
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Or contemDm
plate the silent freeway?
Dm
Would you like something to eat?
Would you Eb
like to learn to fly? Would you?
Would you Dm
like to see me try?
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Would you Eb
like to call the cops?
Eb
Do you think it's time I stopped?
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Why are you running away?