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Stars ukulele

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[Verse 1]

 C            Am
Tuesday came and I feigned happy
G              F
I'm so lonely here
C             Am                  G            F
This thing between my lungs is making me so tired
       Am      F
It's bleeding me


[Verse 2]

C                 Am
You know me, and how I hate this
        G              F
We've said enough for now
C              Am                   G              F
Although it's been three hours we haven't spoke at all

Am     G
Oh, inside this empty cabinet,
F                   G
Nothing shines in here


[Chorus]

         F         C
On the edge of night,
         Am             G
We look down on our streets and houses,
F          Am         C       G
You felt sick so I drove back
        F             C        Am         G     F
And if we go back to stars we won't need any money
   Am           G          C
We won't need these poor hearts


[Verse 3]

C              Am             
This crowd incites my riots,
      G                 F
I'll try to calm them down.
C              Am
Criminals compound my weakness
     G              F
I'm barely hanging on
         Am      F
They're bleeding me


[Prechorus]

Am G
Oh, why can't I feel it?
F                    G
Nothing hurts down here.


[Chorus]

         F         C
On the edge of night,
         Am             G
We look down on our streets and houses,
F          Am         C       G
You felt sick so I drove back
        F             C        Am         G     F
And if we go back to stars we won't need any money
   Am           G          C
We won't need these poor hearts


[Chorus]

         F         C
On the edge of night,
         Am             G
We look down on our streets and houses,
F          Am         C       G
You felt sick so I drove back
        F             C        Am         G     F
And if we go back to stars we won't need any money
   Am           G          C
We won't need these poor hearts

            
            
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