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F/F Fmaj7/D#
The sky looks -pissed
Dm/D C#6/C#
The wind talks -back
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C
My bones are -shifting -in my -skin
Bb/Bb Bb/C F/F
And you my -love are -gone
F/F Fmaj7/D#
My room feels -wrong
Dm/D C#6/C#
The bed won't -fit
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C
I cannot -seem to -oper -ate
Bb/Bb Bb/C F/F
And you my -love are -gone
[CHORUS]
Bb/Bb C/C
So glide away on -soapy heels
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C
And promise -not to -promise any-more
Bb/Bb C/C
And if you come a-round again
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C Bb/Bb Bb/C F/F
Then I will -take, then -I will -take the -chain from -off the -door
F/F Fmaj7/D#
I'll never -say
Dm/D C#6/C#
I'll never -love
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C
But I don't -say a -lot of -things
Bb/Bb Bb/C F/F
And you my -love are -gone
[CHORUS]
Bb/Bb C/C
So glide away on -soapy heels
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C
And promise -not to -promise any-more
Bb/Bb C/C
And if you come a-round again
F/F F/E Dm/D Dm/C Bb/Bb Bb/C F/F
Then I will -take, then -I will -take the -chain from -off the -door
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