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Tom: A

                A
                With your hands in the air, you look like a girl,
                
                At the fair with the bubbly eyes.
                
                Stood and watched you, pulling at a rock,
                
                But the rock don't compromise.
                
                Come up to me and say,
                
                "Why are you so skinny and pretty for a boy"?
                
                Said, "Thanks for the insult and compliment,
                
                you'll never forget my face no more".


Refrão:

                E
                I can hardly reach you,
                      D
                And I know it's getting harder to be you,
                           A
                So I'll be drivin' you where nobody knows.
                    E
                The city I could take you,
                         D
                It would take a little second to break you,
                           A
                So I'll be droppin' where nobody knows.
                
                Yeah, I'll be droppin' you where nobody knows.


                A
                Lookin' pretty clean, sitting on a swing,
                
                That don't mean a thing at all.
                
                The heels of my feet 's a barkin' like a pack of dogs,
                
                Sickin' on a crow in this hall.
                
                Taken for your word, taken for a ride,
                
                Taken for the evening dead or alive.
                
                Warming up the car, packin' us some powder to play.


Refrão:

                E
                I can hardly reach you,
                      D
                And I know it's getting harder to be you,
                           A
                So I'll be drivin' you where nobody knows.
                    E
                The city I could take you,
                         D
                It would take a little second to break you,
                           A
                So I'll be droppin you where nobody knows.
                
                Yeah, I'll be drivin' you where nobody knows....Jessica!


Solo: A E D A         


                A
                Head like a stone, stone like a rock,
                
                Clogging up your nose again.
                
                Papa is a searchin', Devil is a knockin',
                                                             E              A              
                Juice swimming up my skin, here it goes now.