Matchbox

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I'm a [G]master of matchbox guitar sessions
You're a master of passive-aggressive
magic tricks
Like, that's not a card that I would've picked
but it's your life to live
like how you'd like to live
You're [G]type of cool that likes to talk a lot
I'm the type of fool to listen
They say a wise man lends his ears
but not his thoughts often
The same is true of undercover cops

[Verse 2]
And the [G]undercover bubbler got me
[Em]doubly high as heaven
We're [G]still under the radar,
seven [C]billion on the planet
Wading [G]straight to the moon
Salu[Em]tations to Apollo
While the [G]Mission To Mars
is [C]surely soon to follow
And you [G]bit my lip when I [Em]kissed you
I bit my [G]tongue not to tell you that I [C]miss you
We shared my [Em]blood for an instant
and I would [D]trade some more to have it back
[G]Yeah, I would trade all[C] of this for that

[Verse 3]
I'm in the [G]back of a fifteen
[Em]passenger van doing
an ex[G]pose on feelings I don't [C]fully understand
Started [G]a matchbox g[Em]uitar slow jam
With [G]hope just as large
as the [C]room in my car
My ca[G]reer went as far as the [Em]can that I kicked
down the [G]road for awhile
until I'm [C]just settled in
[G]Hold it for change from [Em]charitable donors like
[G]Excuse me sir,
miss [C]could you spare a moment to

[Verse 4]
Sup[G]port local, support local
I [Em]know I should've been more vocal
[G]Sure, I could've been more social
I've been [Em]hanging out it's a short rope though
It's [G]been awhile I should've wrote
but I'm [Em]going postal
I'm GOING POSTAL
I've [D]been coasting
I've been coping o[C]kay for the most part
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[Chorus 1]
[G]Everybody I know wan[Em]ts to be a star
[G]Just above the atmosph[C]ere flying high
[G]Just above the average fea[Em]r to try
[D]Keeping me grounded,
holding [C]me down for miles
[G]Everybody I kno[Em]w wants the gleam
[G]In designer tops and ten[C] dollar magazines
[G]Infatuated wit[Em]h the beams,
you [D]crazy when I speak
Aggra[C]vated when I say what I mean
I mean, I mean
You see, is that

[Verse 5]
I'm a [G]master of matchbox guitar sessions
You're a master of passive aggressive
magic tricks
Like: that's not the card that I would've picked
but it's your life to live like you'd like to live
You're the [G]master of Matlock lock
[Em]picking lessons
I'm the [G]asshole who keeps laughing
at [C]our predicaments
Like [G]this ain't the life that [Em]I should've picked
But it's the [D]cards we're dealt we play [C]with

[Outro 1]
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