Chords for the ataris - all you can ever learn is what you already know (LYRICS)

_ Jesus, _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
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_ _ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ hell, [B] it was ancient, yeah.
Sunrise [G] over smokestacks in the Midwest.
[A] The beauty of this bandit [D] factory.
[Bb] Christmas lights [Bm] flickin' on and [A] off,
all out of [G] turn in what used to be.
[A] Your pink dresses have a little [B] glass in your cup.
[D] I'm trying [G] to _ believe [B] in you.
But all [D] these satin lights [G] and shattered dreams are fucking up [E] my view.
Please [A] don't forget [G] who you [E] really are.
_ [A] This wasn't really nice, Lord, [D] we're blind. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
Fell in love with his [B] keeno waitress.
They honeymooned [G] in Vegas.
They [A] were married by the drive-up [D] window.
[Bb] Shredded wood blocks, neon [Bm] signs, [A] and empty box [G] of lucky stripes.
[A] All used up for the dashboard of [B] America.
[D] I'm trying [G] to believe in [B] you.
This [D] world's so desperate [G] for fucking love and trust [E] and sanity.
Please don't [A] forget who you really [E] are.
This [A] wasn't really nice, man, [Bm] we're_
Don't [D] be sad as you know, [G] the train's last to [E] unblock.
As [Bm] a young boy, [D] _ [G] I'm now nothing but a break [E]-up.
_ Please [A] don't forget how small we [E] really are.
[A] This wasn't really nice, [B] Lord, we're blind.
[D] I'm _ [G] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] trying [G] to _ believe [B] in you.
[D] I'm trying [G] to _ believe [B] in you.
[D] I'm trying, [G] _ I'm trying, [B] _ [D] I'm trying, [G] I'm trying to _ believe [E] in you.
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