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| /B | Cmaj7 | /B | C | |
| and she | lo | cked the car and | sl | ipped past |
| D riff C Am Asus4 Am Bm F# |
| into rhythmic quietude lights bur - ning |
| Am | /B | C | |
| voice | dry a | nd h | oarse |
| E F#* G* |
| i threw the screen door like a bastard back and forth |
| /B | Cmaj7 | /B | C | D | |
| th | e c | himes fell | ov | er each ot | her |
| riff C |
| i fell onto my knees |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | Bm | F# | Am | /B | C | |
| the sound of the | car | driving | off | made me f | eel | dis | eased |
| E | G | Am | |
| a sick | shouting like you h | ear at the fairground |
| E | G | Am | |
| now i'm picking | up to put a | way anything of your's that's still around |
| E | G | Am | |
| i don't kn | ow what to do with your cl | othes or your letters |
| E | D | C | /B | /C | /G | /F# | /F | |
| it'll m | ake a w | hisper out of y | ou |
| E F#* G* |
| she took the oldsmobile out past condor ave |
| /B | Cmaj7 | |
| the f | air | ground's lit |
| /B C D riff C |
| a drunk man sits by the gate she's driving through |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | Bm | F# | Am | /B | C | |
| got his | hat tipped | bot - | tle | back | in be | tween | his t | eeth |
| E F#* G* /B Cmaj7 |
| looks like he's buried in the sand at the beach |
| /B C D riff C |
| i can't think about you driving off to leave barely awake |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | Bm | F# | Am | /B | C | |
| to t | ake a | lit - | tle | nap | while the r | oad | is s | traight |
| E | G | Am | |
| i wish that c | ar had | never been discovered |
| E | G | Am | |
| they t | ook away the b | ottle and the h | at he was under |
| E | G | Am | |
| that's the o | ne thing that | he could never do |
| E | D | C | /B | /C | /G | /F# | /F | |
| and it'll m | ake a w | hisper out of y | ou |
| E F#* G* |
| she took the oldsmobile out past condor ave |
| /B | Cmaj7 | /B | C | |
| c | ops were runnin | g a | round the scene |
| D riff C |
| looking for some kind of clue |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | Bm | F# | Am | /B | C | |
| they n | ever | get | up - | tight | when a m | oth g | ets c | rushed |
| E F#* G* |
| unless a light bulb really loved him very much |
| /B | Cmaj7 | /B | C | |
| i | 'm lying down |
| D riff C |
| blowing smoke from my cigarette |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | Bm | F# | Am | /B | C | |
| little w | hisper | smoke | s | igns | that you'll | nev | er g | et |
| E | G | Am | |
| you're in your | oldsmobile | driving by the moon |
| E | G | Am | |
| headlights b | urning bright | ahead of you |
| E | G | Am | |
| and | someone's burning o | ut, out on | condor ave |
| E | D | C | /B | /C | /G | /F# | /F | |
| trying to m | ake a | whisper out of y | ou |
| E | G | |
| what a shitty th | ing to say |
| Am | |
| did you really mean it? |
| E | G | Am | |
| you | never said a w | ord to me a | bout what passed between us |
| E | G | |
| so now i'm leaving y | ou alone |
| Am | |
| you can | do whatever the hell you want to |
| E | D | C | /B | /C | /G | /F# | /F | E | |
| na, | na, na, na, na, na, | na |