G Bm CG Bm CG Bm C The palms are closing inD C The dead ends never really reach the endG Bm C Pouring whiskey on the fireD G Bm C Give you pears and bee stings, you give me dirty looksD G Bm C Give you knives and pine cones, you give me dirty looksG Bm CG Bm C Now I'm sleeping on the stairsD C Oh sweet nothings left me handfuls of thin airG Bm C Pouring whiskey on the fireD G Bm C Give you stains of sunshine, you give me dirty looksD G Bm C Give you stones and feathers, you give me dirty looksD C There is hope in the cold, in the ways we were hardcoreD C Now we know all is lost, keeps us coming back for one more midnightG Bm C Oh the floorboards creak in timeD C We don't need to live in any other livesG Bm C Pouring whiskey on the fireD G Bm C Give you pears and bee stings, you give me dirty looksD G Bm C Give you knives and pine cones, you give me dirty looksD C There is hope in the cold, in the ways we were hardcoreD C Now we know all is lost, keeps us coming back for one more midnight...D G Bm C In cathedral bedrooms, giving dirty looksD G Bm C In the porch swing starlight, giving dirty looksD G Bm C We go on forever, giving dirty looksD G Bm C We go on forever, giving dirty looks...
Dirty Looks
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