WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | The Good Life - Inmates Ukulele | Ver. 1
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When you said you loved me, did you really love me or did the words just
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spill out like drool on my pillow. 'Cause I was naked when you said those
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words, but I felt covered in your whispered worship.
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And as you passed out fast on my shoulder, I imagined a child waiting so sad
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and still for his mom to arrive.
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Did she leave you an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair?
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Said, “ Don't you move a muscle, kid, I'll be back in twenty years,â€
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You were scared, you were lonely, but you must've been aware;
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life is a series of calluses, this is just another layer.
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So, build'em up, tough it out, yeah, that's your skin – don't let anyone
under there.
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When I said I loved you, it was because I loved you. When I said I needed
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you, well, I really need you. Yeah, I guess you hurt me, for once you're a
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man of your words. Well, guess what – I'm leaving – I can't be your prisoner.
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I can't be your prisoner-I won't, I can't be your prisoner-I won't