Intro: Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G x2
Ab Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
Fm7 C#
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
Ab Eb/G
So she names the baby Elvis
Fm7 C#
To make up for the royalty he lacked
Ab Eb/G
And from then on it was turpentine and patches
Fm7 C#
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
Ab Eb/G
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Fm7 C#
Cause that's all they knew how to play
Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G x2
Ab Eb/G
And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
Fm7 C#
And she knew they were destined to become
Ab
Sacred road kill on the way
Fm Eb/G
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
C# Ab
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes
Eb/G
Cause it's been turpentine and patches
Fm7 C#
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
Ab Eb/G
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Fm7 C# F#
Cause that's all they knew how to play
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Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G x2
Ab Eb/G
Elvis never could carry a tune
Fm7 C#
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
Ab Eb/G Fm7
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin
C#
Saying why don't I begin again
Ab Eb/G
With turpentine and patches
Fm7 C#
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
Ab Eb/G
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
Fm7 C#
It's just that he's not around to play along
Ab Eb/G
I'm still an asshole playing with candles
Fm7 C#
Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams
Ab Eb/G
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
Fm7 C# F#
What's written in Braille upon my skin...
C# F#2 x3
Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G x2
Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch
Ab Eb/G Ab/F Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch
