Threadbare

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[Verse]
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   On a crowded stretch of 
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highway, we're counting all the cars
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The red ones vs the green ones by 
                       C
the headlights in the dark
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We pull into the driveway, I see 
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fragments of my heart
Through the warm glow of the 
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windows, spilling light onto the 
C
lawn
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I'm so aware of your silhouette
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The shape of your face and the 
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shadow cast


[Verse]
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All the fingers hanging lifeless, 
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fists balled up in my gloves
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It's another mild winter, but I 
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still feel them going numb
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Jill smiles as I walk in
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There's a quiet sort of hum
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Finally home after a long year
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The house radiating love
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I'm so aware of your bassinet
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You're half awake being carried in
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[Chorus]
            C             F
I'm feeling worn, feeling threadbare
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Like the sleeves of my sweater
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I watch the light grow thinner and
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 disappear


[Verse]
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  When I think of December, I 
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always think of Mae
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And her house on Erdenheim where 
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everyone I love felt safe
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I drive past it every Christmas
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I'm gonna buy it some day
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And anyone who needs to could always
 stay


[Chorus]
            C             F
I'm feeling worn, feeling threadbare
          Am           G
Like the sleeves of my sweater
            C          F          
I watch the light grow thinner and
         Am  G
 disappear
            C             F
I'm feeling worn, feeling threadbare
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Like the sleeves of my sweater
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And the days only get longer from 
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here