Electric 12-string [repeated at end of each verse, transposed to Ab for verse 4]:
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Some words are best not spoken, some things are best not said
But since this is your public execution I think I'm gonna go right on G [w/12-string, as above] ahead
Verse 1:
The mailman brought your letter, babe, where you told me how you feel
N about the things he said he told you, that is, I'm such a heel
But I could never be honest that t you I've always lied
When he saw me take some other hide for a two-wheel pony ride
Bridge 1:
You at least might have asked me
If the scene was really what it seemed
But like a queen ruled by her jester
Your conclusions was esteemed [?]
Verse 2:
You said I disappointed you wherever all the things I've done N that you had convinced yourself I was the only one T really make you happy, satisfy your soul Now you say I've failed you since we've spent up all my gold
Bridge 2:
Have you ever seen the truth, therefore Have you ever made a try Such a thing for you's so impossible With them beans all in your eyes
Verse 3:
Whoa, I read where you said you want one good chance t really put me down N how you'd love t smear my name all over my home town Said some Mouse made a fool of you n said don't waste a dime Your phone is out of order now, babe, for me you've got no time
Bridge 3:
If this is really what you're thinkin' That it's really, really all my fault You better find yourself a welder, baby (C) 'Cause you got locked up in your vault
[key change to Db]
Verse 4:
Yeah, you got your point put over now, it seems you found a match
Burn the bridge behind you, babe, slam your door, throw the latch
I know just how you're hurtin' from your feelings as they burn
I'd like t say I'm sorry, but it's no longer my concern
Coda: [rant over Db-Gb-Ab-Gb to fade]
So goodbye Go on n have a real good cry I've found me a brand new high She just loves a two-wheel pony ride You better get yourself a welder, babe Go on, get out of here...