Best Friends

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[Verse 1]
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I never learned from my mistakes
Until I'm too late to do anything
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A screen glows in a dark room
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Laptop talk of a change that 
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never came

Oh no, no, no


[Pre-Chorus]
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So come show me

Just what to do and how to fix it
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I'm lonely
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Sitting in this crowded room


[Chorus]
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All of my best friends
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Like to go and get fucked up
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Then they talk about all the lives 
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they never got to live
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Oh they're still waiting for some
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 sort of invitation
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It's never coming along
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Oh no, you'll get just what you give
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Getting high with your best friends


[Verse 2]
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I'm just reading about flaws that I 
didn't know I had
Watching ads for things I didn't 
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know I need

Oh no, no, no
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Pour a drink just to stop the shakes
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Blowing smoke until my eyes bleed

Mm, mm, mm, mm


[Pre-Chorus]
   F
Oh come show me
     Cm
Just what to do and how to fix it
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I'm lonely
          G             Bb   C
Sitting in this crowded room


[Chorus]
C
All of my best friends
                   F
Like to go and get fucked up
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Then they talk about all the lives
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 they never got to live
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Oh, they're still waiting for 
             F
some sort of invitation
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It's never coming along
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Oh no, you'll get just what you give
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Getting high with your best friends


[Bridge]
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Sometimes you gotta leave that city 
to love that city and start all over
 again

But it doesn't look so pretty to get
 your hands dirty and start all over
 again
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You gotta leave that city to love 
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that city or else you might get 
trapped
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Oh, you might get trapped
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Just like all of my
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Just like all of my


[Chorus]
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Oh, just like all of my best friends

Like to go and get fucked up
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Then they talk about all the lives 
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they never got to live
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Oh they're still waiting for some 
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sort of invitation
                       Ab
It's never coming along
Oh no, you'll get just what you give
Cm Gm

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Getting high with your best friends