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I'll tell you in street intersections because they give you a place to go. 
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Give meanings to lines on maps, and tell you how you're gonna get home. 
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Now I'm back here in the Midwest, where everything's familiar and 
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sincere but everything's external. Nothin' just happened to you here, in-

between coasts.   [ B E B E ]
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Looking for what it was you lost on 2nd St. Forgot what it was
E        [Bs] F#                     E                   B
on Washington.   And you let it go, you let it go, you let it go and jumped in 
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that pool on Dunn. We're still in town, isn't that fun. Yeah, isn't that fun.
E                                                 B                                 E
Now I know there's been some hard times, and I don't mean you and me. 
                        B                                                         E
You're over believing and back to forgetting, and you're turning on T.V. 
                                                     B                        E
And what you see just makes you numb, and the headlines all become a 
                       B                                                  E
blur. And the years and the lives scroll by the bottom of the screen like 
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desert sand. We're entrenched in a mess, embedded in our beds, sleeping in.  
B                                                                                  E
What I wouldn't give, to want to live like I once did.
F#                             E                         B
Looking for what it was you lost on 2nd St. I'm staring through the 
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windows of my friends, and I can see all their lofted beds. Imagining all 
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these lofty dreams in skinny clouds above their heads, and we're waitin' for the 
E                 B
hesitation to end. 
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This town is way too small to ever need the bus. So meet me at the pool that 
                                    B  [ B , E , B , E..]
They keep unlocked all night for us.
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