Fault Lines

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intro

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down here where the heat’s so fine

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i’ll drink to your health and you drink to mine

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as we try to make the money we scored out in vegas hold out for a while

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we drink vodka from russia

Em Bm
we get our chocolates from belgium

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we have our strawberries flown in from england

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but none of the money we spend seems to do us much good in the end

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i got a cracked engine block

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both of us do

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yeah the house and the jewels , the italian race car they don’t make us feel better about
who we are

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i got termites in the framework but so do you

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down here where the watermelon grows so sweet

Em Bm
where i worship the ground underneath of your feet

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we are experts in the art of frivolous spending

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well it’s gone on like this for three years i guess

Em Bm
we’re drunk all the time and our lives are a mess

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and the deathless love we swore to protect with our bodies is stumbling across its bleak ending

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but none of the rage in our eyes seems to finish it off where it lies

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i got sugar in the fuel lines both of us do

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yeah , the fights and the lies that we both love to tell fail to send our love to its reward
down in hell

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i got pudding for a backbone but so do you

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la la la la hey hey