Tom: Bm
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Intro: (Bm G)
Bm
If moths could light matches,
G
this world would be ashes.
Em G Bm --- G
and they'd cling to the white hem of your dress.
Bm
Well, we dance in the dust storm,
G
and I'd spin you around.
Em
And we'd count all our blessings,
G
throw our burdens down.
D G Em G
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
D G Em G
oh, I wish it were different but it's always the same.
(Bm G)
Bm
If moths could light matches,
G
this world would be ashes.
Em G Bm ---- G
And I wish I was sober again.
Bm
Well I'd write you a letter,
G
Oh, I'd seal it with lies.
Em
And I'd hold you forever,
G
in my arms tonight.
D G Em G
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
D G Em G D
oh, I wish it were different but things will be things, will be things...
(G Em G D G Em G......Bm G)
Bm G
If moths could light ashes, this world would be ashes.
Em G Bm ---- G
Just cinders and remnants of flame.
Bm
You can wish till your shaking,
G
You can wish till your thin,
Em
You can wish till you turn blue,
G
And exhaustion sets in...
D G Em G
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
D G Em G Bm
God, I wish it was different, but it's always the same
