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Tom:
A E F# E D E [Verse 1]
A She talks loud as hell, drinks like she might as well N.C. Smokes my cigarette just like it's her last
A All kinds of out of key, she sings a lot like me
D E And it echoes back under the overpass downtown
A G# She likes to watch the sun come up
F# D But looks like she don't care if it ever does
A G# F# D Says it almost always looks the same
A G# Screwing up her face she laughs
F# D Like her left eye ain't still black or anything
A G# F# F I think that's why I like her anyway
[Chorus]
A E One more night to kill, days that leave us still
F# D Waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores
A E She shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done
F# D Hoping for something else less like this living [Solo]
A E F# D
A E F#
E D E D [Verse 2]
A E All I got is what you see
F# D A beat up face and a world full of enemies
A E Tying off her arm she jokes
F# D I'd trade this all for one more hit of dope
A G# F# It's easy when you're high as this and drunk as shit
D To make it another day
A G# F# F I think that's why I'm still here anyway [Chorus]
A E One more night to kill, days that leave us still
F# D Waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores
A E She shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done
F# D Hoping for something else less like this living [Outro]
A G# F# D It sure gets fucking lonely living like the only way to go is out
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