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This is just a first stab, but its ok to play along with.
Capo 4
Am G C F
I'm in the city you hated, my eyes are fallen
Counting the clicks with the living dead, my eyes are red
I'm in the crush and I hate it, my eyes are fallen
G C F
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
Am G C F
Is it weird to be back in the south? And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there Or anywhere?
G C F
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
G C F Am G
I'll be a friend and a -up And everything
Am G
But I'll never be anything you ever want me to be
And for the Chorus:
C G F Am G
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out... I
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
Am G C F
I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
I won't need any help to be lonely when you leave me
G C F
It'll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
G C F G
It'll be summer in Dallas Before I realize
Am G C F
I don't want you to grieve But I want you to sympathize (alright)
I can't blame you for losing Your mind for a little while (so did I)
I don't want you to change But I want you to recognize (that I)
G C F
It'll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
G C F G
It'll be summer in Dallas Before you realize
C G
But I'll never be anything you ever want me to be
C G F Am G
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out... I
C G F Am G
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
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