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C# A E
Mass romantic fool, wears Foster Grants, his books on tape ring true,
F# C#
Like everyone wants to say "I love you" to someone on the radio.
A
His choice of hollowed stars, now the one true loves,
E F#
And author of "My Life Among the Kids Who Go to Shows".
C#
This is not the way.
B
In the streetlight dawn
F# C#
In the streetlight dawn
G# F# C#
this beat turns on.
C# Eb C# B C#
C# A
Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets.
E
When the curtain calls
F# C#
you speaking on the themes of stolen virtue, missing from the radio.
A E
Now this romantic duel is into the streets. Bon appetit.
F#
You've eaten me alive.
C#
You realize this is not the way.
B
In the streetlight dawn
F# C#
In the streetlight dawn
G# F# C#
this beat turns on.
C# Eb C# B C#
C# A
Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets.
E
When the curtain calls
F# C#
you speaking on the themes of stolen virtue, missing from the radio.
A E
Now this romantic duel is into the streets. Bon appetit.
You've eaten me alive.
F# C#
You realize this is not the way.
B
In the streetlight dawn
F# C#
In the streetlight dawn
G# F# C#
this beat turns on.
C# Eb C# B C#
B A E
This boy's life among the electrical lights.
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