Zach Bryan – Plastic Cigarette (Guitar)

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 I ain’t written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine

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 If you don’t mind, being mine for the night, or the rest of time,

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 Let your hips and lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets

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 Seeping in again, I'm sleeping in while my friends get high on the edge of Westside Highway

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 Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay?

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 The day that you told me to quit drinking

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 And thinking that I's gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about

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 All us kids in the house tearing picture frames down

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 Cause' our fathers were never around when we were younger

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 So let it go I saw you on the river's edge

G
 Dragging on a plastic cigarette

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 With your swim top still wet

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 So let it go, I'm meeting you out on the coast

                              D
 You hate the smell of real smoke

                            Em
 Why'd you always keep it so cold?

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 We're collecting shells out on the bayshore you know I was a shell before

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 Deep in the hands of another my brother told me to leave, but I didn't believe

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 the evil beneath some people you meet out in Queens

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 The way the rain came down the other day in Byron Bay

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 Made me feel so alone, so I just went home, scribbled some poem that I know that she'll never read

N.C.       C
 So let it go I saw you on the river's edge

G
 Dragging on a plastic cigarette

D*                          Em
 With your swim top still wet

           C                                   G
 So let it go, I'm meeting you out on the coast

                              D
 You hate the smell of real smoke

                            Em
 Why'd you always keep it so cold?

        C                              G D* Em
 Let it go I saw you on the river's edge

        C
 Let it go I saw you on the river's edge

G
 Dragging on a plastic cigarette

D*
 With your swim top still wet