MI
I know a place
SOL#m
down past an old shack
FA#m
on a road that goes to nowhere
LA
ain't nobody coming back
MI
we can go there tonight
SOL#m
we can talk untill dawn
FA#m
or maybe something else
LA SI
ill leave the radio on
MI
theres no one to hear
LA
you might aswell scream
MI
they never woke up
LA
from the American dream
MI
and they dont understand
SOL#m
what they dont see
LA
and they look through you
FA#m
and they look past me
MI SOL#m FA#m
oh you and i are dancing slow
LA SI MI
and we got nowhere to go
past the wal-mart and the prison
down by the old va
just my jeans and my t-shirt
and a blue chevrolet
its saturday night
feels like everythings wrong
ive got some strawberry wine
i want to get you alone
down by the muddy water
of the mighty mo
in an abandoned box car
will i ever know
dance with me for ever
this moment is devine
im so close to heaven
this hell is not mine
this hell is not mine
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