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Tom: D

Intro:  D- A- Bm - G

D               A
   Well maybe I will
        Bm     G
Maybe I won`t
D                         A
   When I`m done with the thrill
                    Bm     G
When I finally come home
D                        A
   But that`s a long way home that is
         Bm                           G      
When I finally come away from all the sinking ships
D     A        Bm 
  I´m tired of trying

G                       A
   It could take a long time
Bm                G
   To forget that color of the water
Bm                  F#m
   Only the deepest blues
G
   Can get me back to the crux of the matter

D              A      
  She`s a replica
G             Bm
 An imitation of
G                                A
 My conscience and she knows I`m stepping inside of bliss
D              A      
  She`s a replica
G             Bm
 An imitation of
G                            A
 No patron saints not one no one to trust outside of this

D- A- Bm - G

D               A
   Well maybe I will
        Bm     G
Maybe I won`t
D                   A
   If I`m losing my step
                  Bm    G
Will you carry me home
D                        A
   But that`s a long way home that is
      Bm                             G      
Can I finally walk away from all the sinking ships
D      A        Bm 
  Oh baby I`m trying

G                       A
   It could take a long time   (It could take a long time)
Bm                G
   To forget that color of the water
Bm                  F#m
   Only the deepest blues
G
   Can get me back to the crux of the matter

D              A
  She`s a replica
G            Bm
An imitation of
G                               A
My conscience and she knows I´m stepping inside of bliss
D              A
  She`s a replica
G             Bm
Another image of
G                                  A
No patron saints not one no one to trust outside of this

A
  It's got blood

Not your blood
                        G
It`s that blood on your hands

Well your friends
         Bm
Are your friends

Or your biggest fans
A
  So pin that letter

Pin that letter
                        G
Pin that letter to your chest

I confess
  Bm
I confess

I confess
G
  Bring it back and cut it loose
                       A
Put it on like all the rest

You tell them lies

I`ll tell them truths

I confess
 
I confess

D              A
  She`s a replica
G            Bm
An imitation of
G                               A
My conscience and she knows I´m stepping inside of bliss
D              A
  She`s a replica
G             Bm
Another image of
G                                  A
No patron saints not one no one to trust outside of this

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