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F.
I'm down a one-way street
G with a one-night stand
F with a one-track mind
G of no
F man's land.
Am The punishment
Em sometimes don't seem to fit the crime.
_ .
F Yeah, there's a hole in my soul, but one thing I learned, for every love letter written,.
there's another one burned.
A _ So you tell
Em me how it's gonna be this time.
D Is it over _ _ _ _ .
C Is it over.
Cause I'm blowing
D out.
G Take a walk outside your mind.
D _ .
Am Tell me how it feels to be
C the one who turns the knife inside
G of me.
Take a look and you will find.
D _ .
Am There's nothing there, girl, yeah, I swear.
C I'm telling you, girl, yeah,
D cause
Eb there's a hole
Cm in my soul
Gm that's been killing me
Ab for all that.
F It's a place
Db where the garden gets
Eb broke.
_ .
There's a hole in
Cm my soul.
G Yeah, I should have
Ab known that.
F Cause you love's
Db like a barren
Eb house.
D Yeah,
G yeah.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
F I'm as
G dry as a seven-year drought.
F I got dust for tears, but I'm all tapped out.
Em _ Sometimes I feel broke and can't get fixed.
_ .
F I know there's been all kinds
G of shoes underneath
F your bed.
Now I sleep with my
G boots on, but
F you're still in
A my head.
Something tells me
Em this time I'm down to my last lips.
_ .
D Cause if it's over, _ _ _ _ _
C then it's over.
And it's driving
D me
G insane.
Walk outside your
D mind.
_ .
Am Tell me how it feels to be
C the one who turns the knife
G inside of me.
Take a look and you will find.
D _ .
Am There's nothing there, girl, yeah, I swear.
C I'm telling you, girl, yeah, cause
Eb there's a hole
Cm in my soul
Gm that's been killing me
Ab for all that.
F It's a place
Db where the garden
Eb never grows.
_ _ .
_
Cm There's a hole in my soul.
Gm Yeah, I should have known
Ab that.
F Cause your love
Db is like a song without
Eb a rhyme.
D Yeah, _ .
G yeah, _ _
F _ _ yeah, yeah, _ _
E _ _
Em _ _ .
_ _ _ _
F yeah.
_ _ .
_ _ _ _
E _ _ _
Em _ .
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D If it's _ over, _ _
C then it's over.
And I'm
G blind, and
D I'm blind.
G _ Walk outside your
D mind.
_
Am Tell me how it feels to be
C the one who turns the knife
G inside of me.
Take a look and you will find.
D _
Am There's nothing there, girl, yeah, I swear.
C I'm telling you, girl, yeah,
D cause
Eb there's a hole
Cm in my soul
Gm that's been killing me
Ab for all that.
F It's a place
Db where the garden
Eb never grows.
_ There's a
Bb hole
Cm in my soul.
Gm Yeah, I should have
Ab known
G that.
F Cause your love
Db is like a song without
Eb a rhyme.
D _ _
G Yeah, _ _ .
F _ _
G yeah,
F yeah,
G yeah,
F _ _
C _ _
F _ _ _ _ .
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G yeah.
Yeah,
F _
G yeah, yeah,
F _ _
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F yeah, _ _ _ .
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F yeah.
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F _
G Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
F Yeah, _ _
F _ .
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G yeah, yeah,
F yeah,
C yeah.
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