Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
Bm
E
I love this fucking country
Bm
And she loved me more
E
than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then
I stepped into traffic
Verse 2
Bm
Pan away from the backyard
to drift some more
E
Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
Bm
With a woman who
don't even drink alcohol
E
Big letters IRONY tagged on the wall
Bm
E
She was named for another flat land
We had a strong back then
In common we had a bond
Bm
That would never see the
break of dawn
E
To damn afraid of the queen trying
to take the pawn
Threw that away
Bm
Yes, yes headed out west
E
And got un dressed
With the nurture that she gave me made
me trip and get obsessed
Bm
There was a lady
in Los Angeles
E
That handled this the way the manual suggests
Bm
(the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to music that
E
I never heard before
She told me stories from a cup
I had to learn to pour
Bm
And I don't know what hurt it more
E
Professional journals
or perpetual burn holes
Verse 3
Scarring up the dirty floor
Bm
Peace
Found a hollow hole in the
E
Colorado snow
It's like I follow anywhere
Bm
el Diablo go
Took a stroll with a feline
E
And sat silent while the snow
F#
flakes fell into the design
Bm
Can't let her dance up
E
on top on the top floor
Been there done that what do
you think it's locked for?
Bm
I've lost more to my traveling soul
E
Then I care to talk about so I'll
be out I'll be on the road
Bm
E
Down, down, down in Gainesville
No stranger to shame,
Coletrane, and pain pills
Bm
Sometimes the ceiling is to easy to stare at
E
But it keeps me from a forest full
of snare taps and bear traps
Bm
And it can't come clean
E
without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without
Bm
the drum beats
E
I can tell she don't want me as is
Time to climb back into the van
and make the back stiff
Bm
I had to add one more story
E
to the infinite
Already interwoven through
F#m
a New York cigarette
Bm
Ex- lover and a best friend
E
Best lover and an ex- friend hoping
F#
for alcoholic sentiment
Bm
Sentimentalism and the rhythm
E
of religion on the PA
Make the people here say
God bless the DJ
Bm
E
She stays to wait for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to
Bm
hear it from the freeway
E
Chicago inside of an empty bottle
Verse 4
There's a thin line between
gossip and gospel
Bm
There's a house over there
E
near Wicker Park
Where I found out Smart
was afraid of the dark
Bm
Had to break her heart
E
just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the stomach
just to help me seal up
Bm
And make sure them demons
E
stay beneath the core
Pray for you and yours and
whoever you believe in more
Bm
Look around you there's
E
angels amongst us
Look around you there's
Bm
angels amongst us
Sitting in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
E
Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
Bm
Just trying to find a lost soul to save
E
And I'm a lost soul trying to find
a road that's paved
Bm
Keep faith in my suitcase
E
pack my beliefs
Angels exist I've even
Bm
seen some sleep
E
I love this fucking country
Bm
And she loved me more
than I could imagine
E
So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic
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