Tom: D
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[Verse 1]
A A7
Fond boy, with a flower in his heart
D
Only hours from the start
Dm
He's invested all he's got
A
So he'll stalk the stocks
A7
And stock up on Pepto-Bismol
D
'Cause he's giving hugs to toilets
Dm
And spoiling his dinner
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
A A7
Big rock, with a fire at its core
D
If it's buried under layers
Dm
Then what's it gonna warm?
A
I'm tired of knowing not
A7
What's enough and what's a lot
D
'Cause I only remember
Dm
The feelings I forgot
[Interlude]
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[speak this]
A
I think my anatomy's mad at me for being so
A7 D
Adamantly dramatic and emphatically infatuated, in fact
D7
I'd rather be glad we waited until after we graduated
Than be packing our bags, half saturated and sadly debating it
A
Maybe it's lazy of me to sedate our relationship
A7 D
And date the creations I made with it, but baby
A baby needs something to play with and glue to
Dm
When you drop out halfway through peekaboo
A A7
You speak in resisted grins, I couldn't sleep after leaving them
D Dm
I didn't eat for a week, but then again I've always been weak and thin
A A7
Honestly, I've lost full nights contemplating these awful rhymes
D
Those long drives felt like such short trips with you on the mind
Dm
I don't think about you that much, just all the time
[Interlude]
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[piano but you can just do single strums]
A A7
May I be meta for a minute please, pin metaphors and similes
D Dm
Against the floor in mental scores and sorely beat them 'til they bleed?
A A7
Grey eyes, crowned by solar halos, follow throes of warm tornados
D Dm
Blow away those omens made of painful days and poorly made oaths
A A7
And later, I'll grow flowers in your absence, then go shower in more absinth
D Dm
Wrap my towel 'round sore abs and then pour hours into mapping out just
A A7
How I'll keep this tower from collapsing, while foundations made from
D Dm
Sweet and sour serenades relapse and start relaxing
[Interlude]
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