D G
Well I guess you didn?t hear about the car that I crashed
A D
You know I walked away and didn?t bat an eye
D G
I got that piece of shit for free from my friend, John, in New Orleans
A D
I think I told you once about that guy
Well I waited for you baby but I waited too long
Till I was running with the lowest of the low
And I could ask you how you been but I don?t guess it matters when
You?d find a way to work it everywhere you go
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G A
And the love that we spoke was just a dirty little joke
D G
I guess we could?ve used a little dressin? down
Bm A
But it?s already a legend
G A D
We?re just tearin? up both our towns
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Well it?s 11 month?s or more you last stepped through my door
But I still talk to you in private every day
And if the memory doesn?t kill me I don?t think the liquor will
So I?ll keep puttin? all that hard stuff away
Chorus 2:
No, your pretty little lies were like the sweat upon your thighs
That just dried up while we slept without a sound
Now we can throw ?em on the fire
While we?re tearin? up both our towns