verse 1:
Gm
It's only 6am,
some girl's walking up hills in San Francisco
Where's the mist?
Gm C Eb F
The wind breathes past the quarter pike above her neck
Gm
she had a wish though
C Gm
she insists
Gm C Bb F Gm
that everyone around that sees her gentle face will turn into stone
C Gm
never speak
Gm C Bb F Gm
to her or anyone who prays to just be broken like a wishbone,
C Gm
'cause we are weak.
I think you're gonna be,
Eb F C Gm
Okay you crazy, screwed up laaaaaaaady
I think you're gonna be,
Eb F C Gm
Okay you crazy, screwed up laaaaaaaady
Bbsus4 Eb
I think you're gonna be ooooo------kay....
verse 2:
Gm C
And every step she takes
Eb F Gm
her tears make her appear like a pretty mime.
C Gm
No one blinks
Gm C Eb F
The morning glow has kissed the streams upon her face
Gm
and now it's half-nine.
C Gm
an old man winks
Gm C Eb F Gm
She sees him sitting there upon a wooden chair right in the middle
C Gm
of the road
Gm C Eb F Gm
And this guy looks at her and turns not into stone, but smiles a little
C Gm
So she shows
Gm C Eb F Gm
him all the bruises and the scars across her body there on purpose
C Gm
She still stands
Gm C Eb F
Still the old man sits and checks and prays for her,
Gm
but she ain't nervous.
C Gm
Holds her hand
I think you're gonna be,
E F# C# G#m
Okay you crazy, screwed up laaaaaaaady
I think you're gonna be,
E F# C# G#m
Okay you crazy, screwed up laaaaaaaady
I think you're gonna be,
E F# C# G#m
I think you're gonna be,
E F# C# G#m
Okay you crazy, screwed up laaaaaaaady
F# A
I think you're gonna be ooooo----------kay....
F#m Dm
Hooooooooooooooooooooo
C#m F#
Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooohh
B7 E B7
kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..
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There's just that little ending...
Or you can just fade out..