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| Well the morning was complete. |
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| There was | tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat, |
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| Several hours or several weeks, |
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| I'd have the | cheek to say they're equally as bleak! |
| (Play Intro) |
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| It's the beginning of the end, the | car went up the | hill, |
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| And disap | peared around the bend, | ask anyone | they'll tell you that. |
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| It's these times that it tends, |
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| The s | tart to brea | king up, | to start to fall apart |
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| Hold on to | your heart. |
| Chorus |
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| And do me a favour | and break my n | ose! |
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| Do me a favour | and tell me to go | away! |
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| Oh do me a favour | and stop asking questions! |
| (Play Intro-comes in on questions') |
| Verse 2 |
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| She walked away, well her shoes were untied, |
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| And the | eyes were all red, |
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| You could see that we've cried, and I | watched and I waited, |
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| Till she was inside, | forcing a smile and | waving goodbye. |
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| Curiousity | becomes a heavy | load, |
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| Too heavy to hold, | too heavy | to hold. |
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| Curiousity | becomes a heavy | load, |
| F#m C#m Bm (1 strum) |
| Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold. |
| D D Bm Bm x4 (fast strumming) then... |
| I said do me a favour, and ask if you need some help! |
| She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself! |
| How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind, |
| Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind. |
| Outro same as Intro |