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Tom: Bm

Intro:   Bm-G - D - A

            Bm
        You're too far to bring you across 

            Too high to see below 

            Just hanging on your daily dose 
      

      A - Bm      
      And you never needed anyone 

            But they're rolling papers for your grass 

            How can you give what you don't have? 
 
      PUENTE (UTILIZAR QUINTAS)
      

      D
      You keep on aiming for the top 
        E  
        And quit before you sweat a drop 
      G                   A
            Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot 
      D
            You start out playing with yourself 
      E
            You get more fun within your shell 
      G                   A
            Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way 
         
      CORO
 

      Bm      G
            I leave   again 
      

       D               A
           Cuz I've been waiting in vain 
      Bm-G - D - A
      But you're so in love with yourself 
      Bm         G
      If I say my heart is sore 
      D            A
      Sounds like a cheap metaphor 
      Bm-G - D - A
      So I won't repeat it no more 
      
ESTROFA
        Bm
      I'd rather eat my soup with a fork 

            Or drive a cab to New York 

            Cuz to talk to you is harder work 
      A - Bm
            So what's the point of wasting all my words 

            If it's just the same or even worse 

            Than reading poems to a horse 
      
      PUENTE (UTILIZAR QUINTAS)
      

      D
      You keep on aiming for the top 
        E  
        And quit before you sweat a drop 
      G                   A
            Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot 
      D
      I bet you'll find someone like you 
      E
      Cuz there's a foot for every shoe 
      G                    A
      I wish you luck but I've got other things to do
      
      CORO
      Bm      G
            I leave   again 
       D               A
           Cuz I've been waiting in vain 
      Bm-G - D - A
      But you're so in love with yourself 
      Bm         G
      If I say my heart is sore 
      D            A
      Sounds like a cheap metaphor 
      Bm-G - D - A
      So I won't repeat it no more
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