This is originally played on a piano so it can be kinda tricky to jump up and down on
fretboard at some points. If you find any errors, please point them out to me and i will
them. Thanks.
Intro
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| 3 6 3 6 |
| 4 4 4 4 |
| 6 3 3 3 |
| 4 6 4 4 4 6 4 6 4 4 |
| 5 3 5 5 3 5 7 5 3 5 |
| 5 5 (5) 5 5 1 5 |
| 3 6 3 6 2 3 |
| 4 4 4 4 6 |
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| 4 6 4 4 6 4 | 4 6 |
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| 3 6 3 6 | |
| 4 4 4 4 | |
Verse
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| 4 6 4 |
| 5 3 5 |
| 5 5 |
| 3 6 |
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You may tire of me
as our December sun is setting
'Cause I'm not who I used to be
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| 4 4 6 4 6 | |
| 5 3 5 7 | 3 |
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| 3 6 | |
| 4 4 6 | |
No longer easy on the eyes
These wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below
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| 4 6 4 | 6 8 |
| 5 3 5 | 7 |
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| 4 4 | |
who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for
Both a beginning and an end
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| 4 4 6 4 6 4 | 6 8 |
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| 3 6 3 | |
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But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident
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| 4 6 4 | 4 6 |
| 5 3 5 | 5 |
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| 4 4 | |
Verse 2
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| 4 6 4 |
| 5 3 5 |
| 5 5 (5) |
| 3 6 |
| 4 4 |
On the back of a motor bike
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
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| 4 4 6 | |
But even at our swiftest speed
We couldn't break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside
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| 4 6 4 | 6 8 |
| 5 3 5 | 7 |
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And I have learned
That even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea like navy men
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| 4 4 6 4 6 |
| 5 3 5 7 |
| 5 5 |
| 3 6 |
| 4 4 6 |
'Cause now we say goodnight
From our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Interlude
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| 4 4 4 4 |
Outro
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| 4 6 4 |
| 5 3 5 |
| 5 5 (5) |
| 3 6 |
| 4 4 |
You may tire of me as our december sun is setting
'Cause I'm not who I used to be