D5 - B5 - E5 - No Chord

B5
Is it the lies? 
B5
Is it the style?  A5  - E5   A- A5 
  D5            B5
It's a mercenary territory 
A5      B5            C5      D5
I wish you knew the story
                   B5            E5
I've been out here so long dreamin up songs 
A5            B5            C5      D5
I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking 

G5            D5      G5      D5
I've did my time in that rodeo 
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It's been so long and I've got nothing to show 
G5            D5            B5
Don't you know Well I'm so plain loco
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Fool that I am I'd do it all over again 

Is it the style? 
Is it the lies? 
Is it the days into nights 
Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights 

Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong 
If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 
'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur 
Well your nights turn into my mornings 

Well I did my time in that rodeo 
Fool that I am I'd do it all over again 

Is it love keeps you waiting so long 

Makes you say I'll see you around 

The forces that be, they just don't see 

While your nights turn into my mornings 

Is it the style? 
Is it the lies? 
Is it the days into nights 
Or the "I'm sorry" into fights