Love Song For Young Novelists

1. Verse
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Em        F       C           G
Count the days, decisions are boring
     Em        F            C      G
so i fold them up, and tuck them away
  Em       F        C                G
I like you now, but who knows in the morning
         Em  F        C        G
When the alcohol, has fled the brain.

2. Verse
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     Em        F       C                      G
When i get off work, i need new words to wage war on
         Em      F        C       G
So let's meet outside the library doors
     Em           F                C        G
I'll trade you a notebook and some fresh oxymoron's
        Em          F             C     G
for the smiles that tend to throw me of course.

1. Chorus
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Dm             C               E                 Am       G       Dm
Cause now your just not making sense, my dearest friend under the lens

         G               E               Am          G       Dm
I got it wrong this time i found better ways of changing my mind

            C                  E                       Am          G        Dm
There still nothing wrong with love it's just stuck in traffic not thinking of

           G                 E                 Am             G         Dm
the day it will change lanes but there is only one thing that stays the same

        G               C
so i propose a toast to change.

3. Verse
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     Em          F           C             G
When spring hits town, let's go out to the islands
   Em          F         C      G
to work on our post-apocolyptic skills
  Em      F                     C          G
I found a thing that might just keep us on dry land
   Em     F                 C         G
my raw affection for you is soon this thing

4. Verse
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      Em     F          C         G
As my maps unfurl don't always be pretty
      Em    F            C         G
their polar opposites in light and sound
         Em        F       C          G
Your the brightest burn in this whole city
    Em        F       C    G
and i was the darkest boy around

2. Chorus
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   Dm       C                 E                  Am         G        Dm
So once the right corrections made you roll your eyes in my cell and mates
           G                E                Am   G     Dm
why choose different trails on our quest for pure empty taste
              C             E               Am       G
For now let's round up our regrets and our imaginary pets
    Dm       G              E             Am      G      Dm
and play the same old games but give them new and better names
           G              C
i know you like inventing names.