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[intro]
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[intro]

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There's a sound               across the alley
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Of cold metal               touching skin
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And you can see               if you look in her window
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  That she has gone and cut her hair again

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In straight lines
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Straaaaaight lines

Eb                                 F
  Those soft golden lights in the morning
Eb                      F
  Are now on her wooden floor
Eb                                      F
  The wind has swept them through the apartment, she won't need them
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Anymore, anymore, anymore


She's cut down on her lovers
Though she still dreams of them at night
She's growing straight lines where once were flowers
She is streamlined, she is taking the shade down from the light

To see the straight lines
Straaaaaight lines

She wants to cut through the circles
That she has lived in before
She wants to finally kill the delusions, she won't need them
Anymore, anymore, anymore

There's a sound across the alley
Of cold metal too close to the bone
And you can see if you look in her window
The face of a woman finally alone

Behind straight lines
Straaaaaight lines
Behind straight lines
Straaaaaight lines

[End on D4.]