Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Gm
She's in the back of a cab again
Ab
Gm
She just packed up her bags and then
She can bust down and run around
Ab
Gm
Had to leave the ex cause he
Always brought that gun around
G
But she's long gone he'll never find her
Gm
Just another bad tattoo a reminder
And how they tried to hold her back
Ab
G
But fuck her home town
Gm
Man, that whole scene was wack
G
She's in the big city now
doin' big thangs
Gm
G
Works a little retail job for a big change
Gm
G
She got a car so now
She move around efficiently
She got a card now she
hittin' the dispensary
She made some friends in
The entertainment industry
But time is wearing thin so
Gm
She gives into her tendencies
G
Postmeridian, his callin'
Ab
Gm
It's been two weeks
G
So she been eight ballin'
Got the number of a dealer
and she called him
Ab
G
Quick transaction in
a bathroom stall then
Guess who's back in affect?
Ab
G
Dropped in the corner
Gm
Dancin' to some dub step
G
Rescued by two dudes who were suspect
But she was so god damn gone
She didn't object they
messed around
She was down for the fun and
the games
Gm
It doesn't count when she can't
Remember none of the names
rinse, repeat
Weeks in the psycho
But that dirt don't come clean
G
Gm
In the night glow
she's the whore
Gm
Where do you go when the
Blow's not free no more?
Now the city's gettin' too small
G
Gm
Walls closin' in
But she knows what to do y'all
She popped a pill and then
She packed her bags quick
She's just too real for this
city of plastic
G
Gm
Verse 2
Ab
Gm
G
She came from the desert with
A Horse With No Name
Ab
Gm
G
Half awake, waitin' at the baggage claim
The pain killer that she popped
Ab
G
As the plane tore off inc wore off
Little cousin picked her up in the pick up
And the minute she got in he
Lit up a big blunt passed it to her
Ab
G
She made the end glow pull, puff share
Staring out the window
Gm
Parked outside of a house on the south side
Ab
Gm
First couple weeks
Sleepin' on the couch life
Found a roommate and got a
spot up on 24th
G
A penny for her thoughts
of a better course
Ab
Gm
G
She wanted new friends that
Gm
She hasn't met before
Started hittin' up the bar just
Ab
Gm
To let it pour did one line of coke
G
Gm
G
And many more everybody loves her
Gm
Is she sure? I guess it all depends on who
G
She drops them panties for
Gm
When that alcohol calls
She doesn't hit ignore
G
She says, "Give me more"
Gm
G
Until she hit's the floor
Popular with the elite and the creeps
Gm
And people who haven't gone
They wear disguises like "artist"
Ab
And "nice guy" but under
Gm
Just another white line fuck these pricks
G
Gm
Fuck these junkies fuck this weather
G
It's not fuckin' funny it's drama
It's got you actin' like a star
Shut the fuck up and march your
Gm
G
Ass back up in that bar midwest
It won't be long before she jets
Gm
She don't belong it's
Surfin' this landslide
Permanent standby
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