F Cotton candy and a rotten mouth You know you're so fucked upBb You know I couldn't help but have it for youF And everybody knows the way I walk And knows the way I talkBb And knows the way I feel about youG It's all a bunch of shitBb And there's nothing to do around hereG It's totally fucked upBb C I'm totally fucked upF Wish you were here And streets that only turn to boulevardsAnd houses with back yardsBb and it's raining like hell on the carsF And everybody knows the way I walk And knows the way I talkBb Knows the way I feel about youG It's all a bunch of shitBb And there's nothing to do around hereG It's totally fuckedBb C I'm totally fuckedF Wish you were hereAm F And if I could have my wayG We'd take some drugsC Bb F And we'd smileC Bb F We'd smileC Bb F We'd smileG Bb C But not tonight, my dearF Wish you were hereC Bb F Wish you were hereC Bb F Wish you were hereC Bb F Wish you were here termina em C
Wish You Were Here
Ryan Adams
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