Ashley Cooke

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Ashley Cooke

Ukulele chords Easy level Easy
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[Intro ]
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We were silent, waitin' on the bill 
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I was wonderin', do we split it now? 
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Tunin' in to one table away, just to kill the quiet somehow 
                        Bm 
You were starin' at the menu, couldn't look at me 
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Everything we've been through, like it was flashin' 
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Right before my eyes 
                    G 
I think that was goodbye 
 

 
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Talk about a tough July 
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Talk about complicated 
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Talk about damn, we tried 
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Talk about feelin' naked 
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In a window seat in a cafe 
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Between a check, a rock, and a hard place 
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Sittin' across from someone who let you down 
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Knowin' there's nothing left for us to talk about 
 

 
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I wish we wre pickin' out names 
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For kids hypothetically 
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Buttin' hads over bedroom paint 
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If we couldn't do that at least, at least 
               Bm 
I wish we were fightin', wish it caused a scene 
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Wish you made me say dumb shit I didn't mean 
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That I can't take back 
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But we can't even do that, no 
 

 
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Talk about a tough July 
F#m 
Talk about complicated 
Bm 
Talk about damn, we tried 
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Talk about feelin' naked 
     D 
In a window seat in a cafe 
          F#m 
Between a check, a rock, and a hard place 
Bm                                           G 
Sittin' across from someone who let you down 
                                                  Bm G Bm G 
Knowin' there's nothing left for us to talk about 
 

 
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I'm processin' it all from the driver seat 
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Meter's tickin' down on the side of the street 
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From ten, nine, eight to five, four, three 
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To flashin' red zeros, ain't that you and me? 
 

 
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Talk about bloodshot eyes 
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Talk about down on my luck 
Bm 
Talk about maybe next time 
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Hopin' it won't wind up 
     D 
In a window seat in a cafe 
          F#m 
Between a check, a rock, and a hard place 
Bm                                      G 
Sittin' across from someone who let me down 

Knowin' there's nothing left for us 
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There's nothing left for us to talk about 
 

 
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Oh 
        G 
There's nothing left for us 
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