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Future Midcity Massacre chords

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[Intro]

D   A7


[Verse 1]

      D
Well I tried, my girl, to put you in a song
   Bm
A tune to weep for when you're back
    G
But every time the notes fall flat.
     E
Your face is made, your bags are packed
     G                                D
You were leaving before you were even gone


[Verse 2]

D
Spent lost years in the ring, we're fighting love
Bm
Now everything that came before
   G
My wicked plea and your dreams of war
     E
They hit me quick, they made me sore
     G                              D         A G      
They taught me swinging hard is not enough


[Verse 3]

   D
So meet up with your girls in New Orleans
Bm                                      G
Tie your corset, paint your eyes and run wild through the Bourbon night
E
It always takes me by surprise
    G                                  D   D7
How effortless your good time seems to be


[Chorus]

G                         Gm            D  D7
And I'll send you on your way without a kiss
G                        Gm          E
Well, I never gave you all that much to miss
                        G
But, hell, what a time
      G                     D     A G
Now you're free babe and so am I


[Verse 4]

D
So move on with the mirror in your mind
Bm
Watch your style and your step
     G
And when there's no reflection left
        E
You'll find you've become someone else
G                              D
A stranger to yourself and all mankind


[Verse 5]

D
And she said this rum it just don't burn me going down
Bm
Not like it did when we were young
G
It felt like fire across our tongues
E
Just like love, that all went numb
G                                             D   D7
And the sweetest feelings found their own way out


[Chorus]

        G          Gm                   D    D7
So you send me on my way with cheap red wine,
   G             Gm              E
A bouquet of dead flowers and a thirst for twisted nights,
                   G
But, fuck, what a time!
            G                      D        B
And you're beautiful but you ain't mine
       G                    Gm
You're free babe, so very free babe
          D             B             G  Gm D
And so am I, yeah so am I, yeah so am I

            
            
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