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E                   B
Maybe I should have loved you.
E                   A
Maybe I should have sworn

Not to be born of this wretched glove too soon,
      G#m          C#m    G#m          C#m    G#m          C#m
But a dragon needs room a dragon needs room a dragon needs room!
   A                          B   
To run, run, run, run...


A                   B
  I was a desert in love with extremes.  You
A                         B
   married well, a gentle woman of means who
C#m                       F#
kept the word "Destroyer" embroidered on her jeans, too


A B A B C#m F# 
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A                          B
    I wore skins. I didn't care who survived.
    A                         B
The band foretold trends from Spring of '85.
        C#m                 F#
They're calling it "The New Decay"...Hey, so am I.


A B A B C#m F#  
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A                         B
Treacherous fop, don't be embarrassed
            A                         B
For looking good at your table on the terrace
              C#m       F#
That you call home. I'm sold!
F#             G#m                A              B
Paris, London, Rome's too old for you...and your kind
A                                    B
Explosions want to see what they can find
              A               B  B7
New ways of living...


     A       B
It's you and your kind:
    E           F#
The New Ways of Living!
     A       B
It's you and your kind:
    E           F#     
The New Ways of Living!
     A       B
It's you and your kind: 
    E           F#           A     B
The New Ways of Living!

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