A# Gm A# Gm
A# Gm
I Caught you sleeping on a sunset bench
A# Gm
You know the one I kinda looks like shit
A# Gm
Broken fingers and a bloody chest
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I don't think you'll remember this
A# Gm
Then I saw you on the boulevard
A# Gm
Tried to sell me someone's credit card
A# Gm
Hanging out with the avenues
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Coming down with nothing to use
A# Gm
And I know you're getting cold
A# Gm
And I know you're getting old
A# Gm
Quick stop at the liquor store
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You'll buy a beer and I'll get 30 more
A# Gm
Yes sir I'm really 24
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FUCK THAT let's just run for the door
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Passed out and you're seeing stars
A# Gm
Waking up in someone else's car
A# Gm
Faced down in the spirit ditch
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You broke your neck but your legs still twitch
A# Gm
And I know you're getting old
A# Gm
And I know you're getting cold