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Inmates ukulele

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C                                            Am
When you said you loved me, did you really love me or did the words just 
G#                     F            C                          Am
spill out like drool on my pillow. ‘Cause I was naked when you said those 
                     G#                    F
words, but I felt covered in your whispered worship.
          F                      C            F               Am
And as you passed out fast on my shoulder, I imagined a child waiting so sad 
                         G#
and still for his mom to arrive. 
C                            F
Did she leave you an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? 
G#                                     F
Said, “ Don’t you move a muscle, kid, I’ll be back in twenty years,” 
C                                 F
You were scared, you were lonely, but you must’ve been aware;
G#                            F
life is a series of calluses, this is just another layer. 
Am                              G#
So, build’em up, tough it out, yeah, that’s your skin – don’t let anyone 

under there.

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C                                       Am                              G#
When I said I loved you, it was because I loved you. When I said I needed 
                       F       C
you, well, I really need you. Yeah, I guess you hurt me, for once you’re a 
Am                                G#                                F         
man of your words. Well, guess what – I’m leaving – I can’t be your prisoner. 
                 F        C                       F         C
I can't be your prisoner-I won’t, I can't be your prisoner-I won't

            
            
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