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Chord Title
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Nobody Made You
I Never Warm Up First. You Know That. I Get In Like I Always Do. Your Legs Right There And Youre Half Asleep. So I Put All Of It On You. You Move Off And I Let You Sleep. And I Dont Move Over After Yo
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Two Seconds Dark
You Came Through And You Didnt Look. You Were Humming Something Low. I Had Two Fingers In A Book. And I Didnt Let It Go. You Hit The Switch And You Kept Going. And You Hummed Right Past Me In The Dark
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Keyring
I Got The Whole Town On A Ring In My Coat. The Studio The Rover And The Slip With The Boat. Every Door In The City That I Ever Paid For. And One Little Brass One To Your Thirdfloor Door. Valet At The
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Withdrawal
Thirty Days Without You I Was Doing Fine. Never Touched Your Picture Never Crossed The Line. Took The Boys Down To Tulum And I Paid For Everything. Kissed A Stranger In The Bathroom Didnt Feel A Thing
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Bad For You
Your Birthday Dinner And I Show Up Late. Smelling Like A Party And A Girl You Hate. Got A Bag From Cartier My Driver Went And Got. You Tell Me That Its Perfect And You Wear It On The Spot. Your Sister
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Every City
Landed In Berlin And Its After Three. Your Lipstick On The Mirror Waiting For Me. In Miami You Were Sitting On My Road Case. Wearing My Laminate Like You Run The Place. Nobody On My Crew Will Say Who
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With Your Friends
You Got His Last Name And You Got His Ring. You Got The Diamonds And The Dinners Everything. But When Hes Sleeping Youre Awake With Me. Sending Me Pictures That Hell Never See. You Say You Love Him An
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Good For Nothing
Walked Out Of The Session Left The Label On The Phone. Put My Fist Through A Gold Record That I Didnt Even Own. But You Pull Me Close And Tell Me What To Do. Turns Out The One Thing Im Still Good At I
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What Town Im In
Curtains I Dont Recognize A Ceiling I Dont Know. Somebody Says The Lobby Call Is Ten And We Should Go. Every City Folds Into The Next One And The Next. And The Only Thing I Know For Sure Is You At Two
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Everybody But You
Twenty Thousand People And The House Lights Going White. Singing Every Single Word I Ever Write. I Left A Ticket At The Window Front Row Seat One. And I Sang To That Folding Chair Until The Show Was D
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One More
Ten To One The Manager Keeps Pointing At The Clock Above The Bar. The Drummers Loosening His Snare The Bass Is Halfway To The Car. Then You Come Up To The Stage Barefoot In The Second Dress. The Short