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Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh bright eyes

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Dmaj7 - XX0222
A - X02220
Bm - X24432
G - 320033

zamiast Dmaj7 można śmiało grać D - (-; YES!!!

fis D7+ A b
fis D7+ A b

The fisphone D7+ slips from a Aloose b grip
fisWords were D7+ missed, then some Aapolob gy

I fisdidn't want to D7+ tell you this
No, it's Ajust some guy she's b been hanging out fiswith
I don't D7+ know, the past couple Aweeks, I gueb ss

fisThank you and hang D7+ up the phone
Let the Afuneral start, hear the b casket close
Let's pin fissplit-black D7+ ribbon to your Aovercoat b   

The fislaughter pours from D7+ under doors in this Ahouse
I don't underb stand that sound no fismore
Seems D7+ artificial like a ATV seb

Well Hab ligh Haligh Haligh Haligh
This Aweight, it must be satisfied
You Goffer only one reply
You Aknow not what you do
But you b tear and tear your hair from roots
From Athat same head you have twice removed
Now a Glock of hair you said would prove
Our Alove would never die, well hahaha

b

fisI remember D7+ everything
The Awords we spoke on b freezing South Street
And fisall those mornings D7+ watching you Aget ready for b school

You fiscombed your hair inD7+ side that mirror
The one you Apainted blue and b glued with jewelry tears
fisSomething about those D7+ bright colors would always Amake you feel betb ter

fisBut now we speak with D7+ ruined tongues
And the Awords we say aren't b meant for anyone
fisIt's just a mumbled D7+ sentence to a Apassing acquainb tance but there was once you

fisYou said you hate my D7+ suffering
And you Aunderstood and b you'd take care of me
fisYou'd would always D7+ be there, well Awhere are you now?  b   

b Haligh, Haligh, Haligh, Haligh
The Aplans were never finalized
But Gleft to hang like yarn and twine
DangAling before my eyes

As you b tear and tear your hair from roots
From Athat same head that you have twice removed
Now a Glock of hair you said would prove
Our Alove would never die

And I b sing and sing of awful things
The Apleasure that my sadness brings
And my Gfingers press onto the strings
Yet Aanother clumsy chord

b Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie
This Aweight will now be satisfied
I'm gonna Ggive you only one reply
I Aknow not who I am

But I b talk in the mirror
To the Astranger that appears
Our conversations are Gcircles
Always one Gsided
Nothing is Aclear

Except we b keep coming back
To this Ameaning that I lack
He says the choices were Ggiven
Now you must Glive them
Or just not Alive

But do you want b that?







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