Werbung entfernenVerse 1
C G CI called you, but I'd run out of words
D C GSo I stared at the plastic, collidin' with dirt
C G D CAt the fast food sign out 'n' left
D C GI prepared for the warfare with the voice in my head
Em G CAnd I thought it was strange, how the letters were placed
Em G CHow the "Hiring" sign seemed to laugh in my face
Em A#m CAnd, if you were here, you'd make a joke of it
Em G CI'm alone, gettin' lost in the scope of it
CThen I see you drive in
Chorus
G C G Em GAnd your love is like an open flame, I'm a runnin' car and you're a closed garage
G C G Em GSomeone once told us there's a world out there, but we don't care enough to drive that far
G C G Em GIt's been a **** near-perfect day, just gettin' high at the outlet mall
G C G Em C GPeople grow up and then move away, but you don't care, and I don't mind at all
Verse 2
G C G D G DI got the car, you've got the bag, a handwritten note left for Mom and Dad
C D Ga police scanner bouncin' on the dash, a cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash
G C G D G DI had the brains for a city job, but you got the taste of a county cop
C D Ga pack of cigarettes and a round of golf, make a livin' workin' for the paid time off
Pre-Chorus
Em G CSuch simple lines they drew to make this place
Em G CIn the interest of time, we've got a whole lot to waste
Chorus
G C G Em C GAnd your love is like an open flame, I'm a runnin' car and you're a closed garage
G C G Em C GSomeone once said there's a world out there, but we don't care enough to drive that far
G C G Em C GIt's been a **** near-perfect day, just gettin' high at the outlet mall
G C G Em C GPeople grow and then move away, but you don't care, and I don't mind at all
Post-Chorus
Em C GYou don't care, and I don't mind at all
Bridge
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C D G
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D G D
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C D G
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Outro
G C G D G DI got the car, you've got the bag, a handwritten note left for Mom and Dad
C D Ga police scanner bouncin' on the dash, a cup of burnt coffee and a check to cash
G C G D G DI had the brains for a city job, but you got the taste of a county cop
C D Ga pack of cigarettes and a round of golf, make a livin' workin' for the paid time off
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