Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Sarah
Verse 1
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a guitar for his birthday
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It kinda pissed me off be
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cause he's seventeen
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He doesn't even have a computer yet
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And his dad works for Ebay
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I said that, and she was like,
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well, whose birthday is it?
Yours or his?
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I said, whose wallet is it?
Yours or mine?
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But she gave me that look, so I resigned
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Never argue with a smiling teen
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It's like seeing an eclipse or something
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You just stare and take pictures
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Thank your lucky stars
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you were there to bear witness
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At first it was nice to see
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him practice it
Actually using the gimbal
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He'd bring it to the table
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Choke down the bare minimum
Then sit and play a bit
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But I got kinda tired of hearing him play
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Those same three funk and blues riffs
And when he got himself an amp
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There was nowhere in the house
to get away from it
When I came back upstairs one night
After forcing him to turn it off
and go to bed
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Sarah leaned up on one
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elbow and asked
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Why I didn't get the keyboard down instead
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I laughed too quick and told her I
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wasn't about to encourage
this assault on her senses
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But the truth is I couldn't
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play a song
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if my penchant depended on it
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In the attic, in the corner,
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under sheets
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I found my keyboard
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Put my fingers on the right keys
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but couldn't find a single chord
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And if my hands can forget
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all the songs that they wrote
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And the parts that they played
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and the albums they made
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Who's to say that they
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everything one day?
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Can't cook, can't code,
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can't feel my job
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My skills, demands, my hands,
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all gone, paycheck, all gone
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It was quarter to eleven,
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we were already in bed
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on a Monday night
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I must've heard him play cashmere
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fifty times
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but never once got it right
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Maybe I came into his room
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cause I was looking for a fight
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Or cause I couldn't
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bear to sit by
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while he wasted away
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the education paid
for with my own life
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He stopped calling me dad,
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started call ing me Gavin
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I asked him to please
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for one damn minute
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I don't know if the nood
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ling was a conscious thing
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or if his fingers just did it
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But he wouldn't get the message
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till I yanked it away from him
and put my foot in it
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Finally, for once ever,
Chris looked scared,
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he bolted out the door and downstairs
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Sarah came up to see
what all the fuss was about
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When she saw the guitar
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she started freaking out
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Telling me how I'm taking my own life
out on my kids
She was calm when she said,
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you won't be happy until nobody is
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In the attic, in the corner,
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under sheets,
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Put my fingers on the right keys
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but couldn't find a single chord
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And if my hands can forget
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all the songs that they wrote
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And the parts that they played
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and the albums they made
Who's to say that they won't
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just forget everything?
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One day, can't cook,
can't code, can't feel
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My job, my skills, demand, my hands
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All gone, paycheck, all gone
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