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Fmaj7               C        
So long ago I don't remember when
       E            E7                Am   G
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Fmaj7                        C
They said she died easy of a broken heart disease
      E                  E7          Am  G 
As I listened through the cemetary trees
Fmaj7                           C
I seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn
    E           E7           Am    G
the long broken arm of human law
Fmaj7                             C
It always seemed such a waste she always had a pretty face
  E                                Am  G
I wondered why she hung around this place

Fmaj7         E  E7
              Hey hey hey...


Fmaj7                C
Come on try a little nothing is forever
Dm                          G
There's got to be something better than in the middle
Fmaj7              C
Me and Cinderella put it all together
Dm                   G
We can drive it home ... with one headlight.



She said its cold it feels like independence day 
And I can't break away from this parade
But there's got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed

I seen the sign up ahead at the county line bridge 
saying all is good and nothingness is dead
Runnin' till she's out of breath
She ran until there's nothing left
She hit the end its just her window ledge


This place is old feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine but the engine doesn't turn
it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn

now i sit alone I feel just like somebody else
Man I ain't changed but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between
These city walls of dying dreams
I think her death it must be killing me







            
            
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