G Bm We drained every night G Bm In the lower East Side G Bm G Bm And you failed to catch the train back to Queens G Bm So you came to my room G Bm We did some things that we knew not to do G Bm G Bm In the glow of the nights golden hue Chorus C D You've got a tattered line of string Em G That you've tied 'round everything C D That you want to call your own Em G But it never seems to hold Verse II G Bm When we woke we agreed G Bm That we would not ever speak G Bm G Bm Of this night to anyone that we both knew G Bm And you said, "Every time we kiss G Bm I felt something that could not exist" G Bm G Bm And I confessed that I thought that I felt it too Chorus C D You've got a tattered line of string Em G That you've tied 'round everything C Bm That you want to call your own D G But it never seems to hold Break G Bm G Bm G Bm G Bm Chorus C D You've got a tattered line of string Em G That you've tied 'round everything C D That you want to call your own Em G But it never seems to hold
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