Twisting My Words

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[Verse 1]

A                  E
Well aren't we all grown up

A            F#m           E            D
We were only children, but who knew it then?

D         A            F#m       E
Lovers before we knew anything more

         D         A           E             D
For each lesson in tenderness, learned on the floor


[Chorus]


          E         D           C#m               D
There was one about twisting my words, to console you

          F#m        D         E
One about hiding the black and blue

    D         A           C#m        D
And one about leaving the back door open

        A         F#m      E          A
For the endlessly running away that I do


[Verse 2]

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     A                  E
The rain took me by surprise

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Though I'd heard a wild storm was coming that night

     D             A            F#m        E
I've learned to ignore these predictions alright

     D            A            E            D
Well partly it's stubbornness, some of it's spite


[Chorus]

      E         D           C#m          D
But mostly it's twisting my words to console you

            F#m        D         E
Mostly it's hiding the black and blue

    D           A           C#m        D
And always it's leaving the back door open

        A         F#m     E           A
For the endlessly running away that I do


[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]

    A                        E
Now you think you're here to stay, it's like that joke

A           F#m             E           D
How can you miss me if you won't go away

     D             A            F#m         E
Well darling I might still surprise you one day

          D            A            E            D
For each sincere good morning I've managed to say


[Chorus and Ending]

               E         D          C#m          D
There's been one about twisting my words to console you

            F#m        D         E
One about hiding the black and blue

    D           A           C#m        D
And one about leaving the back door open

        A         F#m      E         A
For the endlessly running away that I do


From you

        A         F#m     E          A
For the endlessly running away that I do