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C Dear long, dark hair, Am I write cause I know you'll forget You could be Em F C G Sea green in a wastebasket tomorrow C Am No repulsion toward my premature indulgences Em F G If you can't recall a word I said F Not like those cheekbones Fm That crooked nose Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F# No, those fellas stick around too long F G Perpetuating every pathetic word that I skew into song C Am Em F G C She was my trophy shelf of slip ups Am My untamed hormonal Loch Ness shitshow Em F C G On late night rotation for months on end C A brick boot swimming lesson Am In the deep end of my adolescence Em F G Scrawling notes on the backs of my hands F But I'll start fresh with you Fm Am Extracting the rusted attachments Am/G# Am/G Am/F# Keeping the diehard nuts, bolts, and screws F We'll go from square one G With the wit of an old pro Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F# And you can fill in the gaps with whatever you know F G C My long, dark hair
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