Ab Eb Bb Eb
If There's Anything You Want
Come On Back Cause It's All Still Here
I'll Be In The Back Room Drinking My Half Of The Beer
Ab Gm Fm
And If You And Me Is So Right
Why's It The Same Thing Every Night
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It's Just A Matter Of Time
It's Almost Measurable
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You're At Your Best When You Got The Guns Turned A Hundred
Eighty Degrees
We Go Through All The Same Lines Or Sell Out To Appease
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But Go To Sleep In A Bed Of Lies
I Made My Own More Than Once Or Twice
Ab Eb Bb Eb
And Now Time Is My Time Time Is My Own
And I Feel So Alive Yet Feel So Alone
