No Typical Thursday Night

The Downtown Fiction

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Tom:
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D A G Can't you see I'm intrigued, by the way that you speak
D A G The words come out like pinball machines
D A G You're clever with your metaphors, burn me with your wit
D A G I bet you think the pain you feel, is hidden by your grit
A I'm sure you've made a few mistakes
A Which anyone was bound to make
A A But you're not to blame, it's part of the game, I just wanna know your name, so
G Bm I don't care if we just met
G I'll kiss you, no regret
Bm A I've played it safe one too many times before
G Bm A Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?
A No typical Thursday night
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D A G All the states look the same, passing by on the train
D A G The faces of a losing campaign
D A G But I don't wanna be the one who crashes all their dreams
D A G And I don't wanna be the one who says all of those things
A I'm sure you've heard this one before
A Your hand gets shut between the door
A But you're not to blame, it's part of the game
A I just wanna know your name, so
G Bm I don't care if we just met
G I'll kiss you, no regret
Bm A I've played it safe one too many times before
G Bm A Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?
A We're searching for reasons why
G Those things we never said
Bm Those things we never did
G They'll come right back to haunt you
Bm One chance you'll never undo
G Bm A Why stop to watch the time, when our last chance is flying by?
A G No typical Thursday night
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