Taking Back Sunday – The Ballad Of Sal Villanueva (Guitar)

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It's not that I don't trust you

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I just know what you've been up to

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And this dial tone is agreeing with everything I've had in mind

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And you've got your high as a kite tricks in the bag

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So as his eyes move down past your shoulders

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And the shades start moving in the same direction don't worry, I won't say a thing

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You can't blame a girl for sticking to what she knows

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I hope he takes his time

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And I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight

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And I hope that when he leaves,

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You still smell him on your sheets because I can, I can

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I hope he takes his time

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And I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight

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And I hope that when he leaves,

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You still smell him on your sheets because I can, I can

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If I could get to sleep then, I guess you could stop pretending

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Because if I didn't think you loved it well then I wouldn't play along

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And you've got your high as a kite tricks in the bag

  E
I hope he takes his time

      E
And I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight

      A
And I hope that when he leaves,

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You still smell him on your sheets because I can, I can

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I hope he takes his time

      E
And I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight

      A
And I hope that when he leaves,

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You still smell him on your sheets because I can, I can

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You're down for selling me out

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While I play dumb

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But it's cool because I let you, you thought I'd never catch you

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You said we're only friends, yeah, real good friends, I bet, I bet

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You're down for selling me out

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While I play dumb,

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But it's cool because I let you, you thought I'd never catch you

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You said we're only friends, yeah, real good friends, I bet, I bet

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You're down for selling me out

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While I play dumb,

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But it's cool because I let you, you thought I'd never catch you

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You said we're only friends, yeah, real good friends, I bet, I bet

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Forget your legs around my hips

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Forget your hands pressed on my back forget all the letters that I kept

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This is another I won't send forget your lips, your eyes, your thighs

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Forget our one last kiss goodbye forget me staking out your house

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Forget I've got you figured out forget your legs around my hips

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Forget your hands pressed on my back forget all the letters that I kept

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This is another I won't send