G - 320033 [Intro] D x4 [Verse 1]D She didn't lose your crown It's just melted downA D And you mixed it up in a highball cupD So you drink alone in a Bucky domeA G On a high up hill with tastes that kill [Verse 2]D And you look on down At an old coal townA It's almost alrightD When the sun sets rightD But it's a cloudy skySo you can't denyA It's exactly as coldG and empty as it looksA I just can't look [Chorus 1]D A This past it's everywhere I turnD G Just crumbling nothing left to burnD A This rust ain't going anywhereG It's part of the landscape nowA D It's the color of your hair [Post Chorus]D A D D A G [Verse 3]D So you'll die alone in anA Eichler home And you lookD around at a town burned downD Now you half ass pray for aA drop of rain but It's exactly asG desert dry as you'd expectA What did you expect? [Chorus 2/Outro]D A This past it's everywhere I turnD G Just crumbling nothing left to burnD A This rust ain't going anywhereG It's part of the landscape nowA D It's the color of your hairA It's part of the landscape nowG D D D D It's the color of your hair
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