The Divorce Chords by Cop Shoot Cop

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She had just [Fm] buzzed out of the whorehouse and [A] was looking for a drink, _ celebrating the whores. _
[F] _ Told him she was going for smokes [A] and never looked back.
_ _ _ Sky was [F]
bloodshot as she stumbled into the bar, _ _ [A] _ _
sewing eyes lit up like cigarettes.
_ [Db] _
_ _ [F] _ _ Cockroaches were gasping [A] for breath.
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She selects her poison and brings it [Ab] to her [A] lips.
_ A song like drunken sailors [F] _
from a sunken ship.
_ She [A] thinks power comes to them that enjoy the thrill of [Fm] beer.
A sign says [A] if you're looking for answers, you won't find them here.
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_ [Fm] Everyone is _ leaving, [A] _
all the widows _ caving. _
[Cm] Hear the siren laugh, [Fm] _ _ [A] _
and the truck brakes cloning.
_ [F] _
All the southwaves screaming, _ [A] _
all the junkies claiming.
_ [Fm] _
Now shadows falling, _ [A]
and sex and love are calling.
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She grinds out a cigarette [Bb] in a souvenir [A]
ashtray.
_ _ Reaches for the bottle.
[D] _
[Fm] But there's nothing left.
[F] _ [Dbm] _ _
Says, buy me a drink and I'll tell you a [F] story.
_ The pitch of the bar would sell [Bb] you a smile.
[A] _ She closes her eyes and thinks of [F] a wish she once had.
A [Bb] dwindling spot in memory.
[A] _ She wants to wipe it clean, _ [F] _
_ scrape away the debris. _ _ _
[A] Try to get to something.
It's a man in the [Am] brickery. _
[Fm] _ The keys are [A] in his hands. _ _
She searches her pockets for a match or reason.
[Db] _ He slams the money on [Am] the bar.
[F] _
[A] _ Then makes it to his car.
_ [Em] _
[F] _ Everyone is leaving, [G] _ [A] _
all the widows caving.
_ [C] _
Hear the siren _ laughing, _ [A] _
and the truck brakes cloning.
[E] _ [C]
All the southwaves [F] _ screaming, _ [A] _
all the junkies _ _ _ [C] claiming.
Now the [F] shadows _ falling, _ [A]
and sex and love are calling. _ _ _
When you put your hand in your pocket, _ looking for a match or something [F] to say.
_ Life seems like a rerun. _
_ Everything coming up [D] with chains.
_ Suicide comes on [Bb] like a plan. _
Seems like a fantastic [C] dream. _
Close [E] your eyes and [Am] think of all the moments are [A] so [Am] ecstatic. _ _
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Science for now, not for long. _ _ _
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