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No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
It was the
D
Best of times, the worst of crimes
A
I struck a match and blew your mind
But I didn't mean it
And you didn't see it
The ties were black, the lies were white
A
In shades of gray in candlelight
I wanted to leave him
I needed a reason
D
X marks the spot where we fell apart
A
He poisoned the well, I was lyin' to myself
I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed
We never had a shotgun shot in the dark
You were drivin' the getaway car
We were flyin', but we never get far
Em
Don't pretend it's such a mystery
G
Think about the place where you first met me
D
Ridin' in a getaway car
There were sirens in the beat of your heart
Em
I shoulda known I'd be the first to leave
G D
Think about the place where you first met me
In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh
No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh
No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
( D A Em G )
( D A Em G )
But I can see us lost in the memory
A Em
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
A Em
August slipped away like a bottle of wine
'Cause you were never mine
D A Em
We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde (oh, oh)
Until I switched to the other side
To the other si-i-i-i-ide
D A Em
It's no surprise I turned you in (oh, oh)
'Cause us traitors never win
D
I'm in a getaway car
A
I left you in a motel bar
Put the money in a bag and I stole the keys
G
That was the last time you ever saw me
D
Drivin' the getaway car
There were sirens in the beat of your heart (should've known)
I shoulda' known I'd be the first to leave
G D
Think about the place where you first met me
In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh
No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh
No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
Final
I was ridin' in a getaway car
I was cryin' in a getaway car
I was dyin' in a getaway car
Said goodbye in a getaway car
D
Ridin' in a getaway car
I was cryin' in a getaway car
I was dyin' in a getaway car
Said goodbye in a getaway car
D
With your face and the beautiful eyes
And the conversation with the little white lies
And the faded picture of a beautiful night
You carried me from your car up the stairs
And I broke down crying, was she worth this mess?
After everything and that little black dress
After everything I must confess
G
I need you