A Little Fight

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Can we talk about something else? 
        C                        F 
I can't stand the sound of my own voice right now 
       Dm                  G 
It's hard not to make a scene 
        C                        F 
When you stand at the door with your car keys saying 

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"Oh, I hope the water's not too cold" 
C          F 
I hope the water's not too 
Dm                  G 
close to the interstate 
         C                        F 
Where the guardrail's gone by the edge of the lake 
       Dm                  G 
And tears start to fill your eyes 
        C                        F 
While you're crossing fast over painted lines 

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(Oh) With four wheels pointed towards the 
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shore.  You giv in and you give up all 


       Dm                  G 
Control of yourself and of evrything else 
        C                        F 
There is nothing to fear when you're living in hell 
       Dm                  G 
And everything's spinning, but nothing makes sound 
        C                        F 
And you're trying to scream, but the words don't come out 


 
       Dm         G 
And you know 
        C        F 
It's too late now 
       Dm         G 
It's too late now 
        C        F 
It's too late now 

It's too late