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Tom: C

C 
You can fake it for a while,

Bite your tongue and smile,
				G
Like every mother does an ugly child.
			C
But the stars are leaking out,

Like spittle from a cloud,
				G
Amassed resentment counting ounce and pound.

			F
You're entertaining any doubt,
C		G
Because you had to know that I was fond of you,
C		F
Fond of Y-O-U,
C		G
Though I knew you masked your disdain.
F		C			G
I can see that change was just too hard for us,
C		F
Hard for us.

You always had to hold the reigns,
			F                     G
But where I'm headed, you just don't know the way.

C
So affections fade away,

And do adults just learn to play
				G
The most ridiculous, repulsive games?
			C
On the faith of ruddy sons,

And the double-barreled guns,

You better hurry,
	G
Rabbit, run, run, run.
			C
'Cause meeting you was fun,
						G
And there's a lot of hungry howlers in this one cell.

We’re taking it over,
			C
Their brittle, thorny stems,

They break before they bend,
				G
And neither one of us is one of them.

			F
And the tails will never mend,
C		G
‘Cause you had it in for me so long ago.
C		F
Boy, I still don't know,
C		G
I don't know why and I don't care,
C		F
You don't hide me anymore,
C		G
If you'd only seen yourself hating me.
C		F
Hating me,
C		G
When I've been so much more than fair.
FFFFFFFF	G
But then you had to lay those feelings bare,
			F           G	
One thing I know still got you scared,
F		G
You're all that cold iron,
F	C		G
And never once aired of our dead.

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F			C		G
You had to know that I was fond of you,
C		F
Fond of Y-O-U.
C		G
So I took your lips at the time,
C		F
AHHHHHHHHHH
C		G
And to change like that is just so hard to do,
C		F
Hard to do.
		C               G
Don't let it whip-crack your life,
		F       	G
And bow out from the fight,
F	G
‘Cause oh, how your sisters will write.
		F
The worst part is over,
	C	F  		G
Now, get back on that horse and ride.