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C Am F E G D# D
E 0 0 1 0 3 6 2
B 1 1 1 0 0 8 3
G 0 2 2 1 0 8 2
D 2 2 3 2 0 8 0
A 3 0 3 2 2 6 X
E X X 1 0 3 X X
C Am
She's walking 'round in emptiness
E F
She's looking for the good She left in her prom dress
C Am
She can't take back all her regrets
E F
Her only hope is what she did She'll soon forget c F G F c F G F
C
The skies a blur
Am
my drug my friend
E F
Sometimes you can't avoid the lonesome, bitter end
C Am
She breathing in some nicotine
E F
And when she's down she'll drown this town in kerosene
F G c F G F
This must be the end of the line
c F G F C
This must be the end of the line
F G F Em
This must be the end of the line
F
The ganja boys
G F
The locker there
Em F G F
Maybe the truth is just too much for you to bear
Em F G F
You can't avoid a compromise
Em F G F
Maybe this is just a reflection of what's on your mind
F G c F G F
This must be the end of the line
c F G F C
This must be the end of the line
F G F c F G
This must be the end of the line
F C D#
Even all this time, we're still making it fine
F C D#
Even all this time, we're still making it fine
F C D# D
Even all this time, we're still making it fine
F G c F G F
This must be the end of the line
c F G F C
This must be the end of the line
F G F c
This must be the end of the line
C Am
She's walking 'round in emptiness
E F
She's looking for the good She left in her prom dress
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