Waxahatchee – Whiskey And Math (Guitar)

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I'm not singing our song.

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I've been waiting here for way too long,

            A
Working out long equations,

G             A
Drinking from paper bags.

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And I've spent 14 summers

G                      D
Fucking around with this idea

                 A
And I'll strain every connection

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To show you what I'm made of and

G        Em7
You said again.

G               Em7
"you get what you put in".

G              Em7
My phone won't ring.

G           Em7
I've put in nothing.

D        A
I'm not blaming myself.

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You're down to dusty bones

D                 A
And I read about women in black

G           A
Floating up to the grey sky.

D             A
And if I was wherever you are,

G
I'd tell you pretty things like

D             A
"we can stay as long as you want,

G           A
tangled in sunny daylight" and

G        Em7
You said again.

G             Em7
"you get what you put in".

G         Em7
My phone won't ring.

G           Em7
I've put in nothing.

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And Those ladies in black,

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I saw them ascending, half-smiling.

       D A          G
And we live these scripted fates

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But in these moments we drop it and run away. 

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Run away