G Em C G When all the bars quit serving starlets, A hundred harlots all the sameG Em C G you get as far as a cheap guitar And a match book number with a crooked nameC G Em C Catching stars in your mason jars Now you're thumbing rides in a hurricaneG D C G Spend your nights in a freezing car Coming down off cheap cocaineG Em C G A Judas light to betray the night Not a cross in sight where you can hand the blameG Em C G You hope you might but you never quite seem to Burn as bright as the morning flameC G Em C Your only friend is the filtered end and a stranger's lipstick stainG D C G And all you lack is a wooden match To scratch across her cooked nameC G Em C Catching stars in your mason jars Now you're bumming rides in a hurricaneG D C G Spend your nights in a freezing car Coming down off cheap cocaine.G D C G Spend your nights in a freezing car Coming down off cheap cocaine.
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