Fm7 Fmaj7 FI can't open up to you
C Fm7Me and my friends are lonely
Fmaj7 FI don't know what to do
C Fm7 Fmaj7 F CI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
Fm7 Fmaj7I cope smothered in smoke
F CDeep high, drape my soul in
Fm7 Fmaj7I know things that you don't
F CI've met murdering folk
Fm7 Fmaj7And they took one of our own
F CThey took our innocent home
Fm7 Fmaj7 FSo I can't open up to you
C Fm7Me and my friends are lonely
Fmaj7 FI don't know what to do
C Fm7 Fmaj7 F CI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
Fm7 Fmaj7So is there any lesson in confessing that you posted up
F CLike Jesus on the corner selling baggies full of blessing?
Fm7 FIs it stressing all the things that you have morally accepted?
F CIs it vexing wearing clothes that you have bled in?
Fm7 Fmaj7Picture perfect victim, overwhelmed and so sadistic
F CI was looking for a purpose, what a chance you had some with you
Fm7 Fmaj7On the street when I forgot, the city breathes when I Do not
F CIf I leave it does not stop here, no
Fm7 Fmaj7 F CSo is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
Fm7 Fmaj7 F COh is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
Fm7 Fmaj7 FSo I can't open up to you
C Fm7Me and my friends are lonely
Fmaj7 FI don't know what to do
C Fm7 Fmaj7 F CI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
C Fm7 Fmaj7 F CI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
C Fm7 Fmaj7 F CI always figured that I'd be the one to die alone
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