Popsicles

G                                  
Indian summer, how much more can I 
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take, I'm begging for the heat to 
break
   Em                Bm        
My throat is parched, my skin is 
red, fan blowing on my face in a 
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sweat soaked bed
                          Bm
Fall is a daydream from when I was 
young
                                  Em
Backpacks, bonfires, cool in the sun
                      D
Crickets and kisses beneath the 
moon, sneaking upstairs to my 
bedroom
D
If I could take back just one thing,
 I'd rewind to the last day of 
spring
D
You held my hand, you squeezed it 
hard, we walked until the streets 
got dark
D
Gave me some new book to read, 
saying, "I hope you find what you 
need"
    Em
And just like that we're the broken 
hearted
D                           G D G Bm
Just like that, my fever started


[Chorus]
        G                    D    
And the green grass turned to 
    G                D
sand, the sky filled with a haze
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   G                    Bm
We thought we wanted freedom but 
what we got were these dog days
        G                D    
And our lonely hearts are lazy, 
          G              D
sipping a strangers salty kiss
G              Bm           
Begging for a body, we'll take 
                     D
anything we can get


[Verse 2]
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Labour day weekend, 90 degrees, a 
bottle of beer between my knees
  Em               D
A smoke, a sigh, a sideways glance, 
he's not the type to ask me to dance
G                                  
Not the type to hold my hand but he
Bm
 once played in some famous band
   Em                              
An empty pool, we both take a dive,
    D
 we leave that party for a drive


[Chorus]
    G                     D       
But his hands are like sandpaper, 
  G                D
his eyes are dark and dull
G               Bm
Months of dehydration have really 
taken their toll
        G             D           
And our tangled torsos tighten as 
    G             D
we're moving out and in
   G                D             
He leaves before the traffic and 
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I'm burning up again


[Bridges]
        Bb                  Bm
And I'm angry when he leaves me, I 
love, they love me not
Bb             Bm           
Popsicle to my temples, I'm so 
Bb         Bm
fucking hot
        Bb            Bm          
And I'm frustrated forever about 
   Bb              Bm
the air that hangs around
                               Bb  
Wafting around my apartment, I 
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can't cool down


[Otro]
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Bm
Indian summer, how much more can I 
take
     D
Just waiting for the heat to break