Florida

           E                       
There's no smoking here, my friend,
      B
 it's 2010
      A                    Amaj7
Where everything is always exactly 
like Tom says
  E                                
I see the haze for miles through my
  B
 (???) eyes
   A                             
My stomach turns to water and my 
Amaj7
lips turn to goodbyes
         E                         
And as I melt into the side of the 
B
road, (Cath?)
  A                              
I whisper all the words that I'm 
Amaj7
far too scared to ever scream out, 
like:
E                            B
Please, please, validate me! I'm out
 on a limb here.
A                         Amaj7  
All I wanna do is make my friends
            E
 and family proud.


[Chorus 1]
        E                          
One day I'll live somewhere that 
                B
the trains run on time.
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            F#m                
And I'll be wrapped up in South 
             A              
London when you kiss Florida 
  E
goodbye.
       Emaj7
And it feels like hell.
    F#m                        
The sleeping pills you gave me, 
 A                             E
darling, they work very, very well.


[Verse 2]
           E                       
They put a tax on everything I need
    B
 to live.
   A                               
My train fines are piling up and it
 Amaj7
 costs too much for cigarettes,
    E                           
And so I work for cash, building 
 B
houses with my friend's dad.
A                           Amaj7
The pay's pretty good and I get to 
use my hands.
      E                            
And I got a little saved. As much 
  B
as I can put away.
           A                  
Enough for food (hidden in?) a 
                        Amaj7
sleeping bag for when we slip New 
South Wales.
          E             B
And we'll hussle (???), you can get 
a drop to drink
A                        
Because you know we can't go to 
Amaj7            E
sleep without it.


[Chorus 2]
        E                          
One day I'll live somewhere that 
                B
the trains run on time.
            F#m                
And I'll be shacked up in South 
             A              
London when you kiss Florida 
  E
goodbye.
       Emaj7
And it feels like hell.
    F#m                        
The sleeping pills you gave me, 
 A
darling, they work very, very-
F#m                         A
Sleeping pills you gave me, darling,
 they work very, very-
F#m                         A    
Sleeping pills you gave me, 
                         E
darling, they work very, very well.