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I drew a picture of you
D Bm G
You and your anchor tattoo
D Bm G
And saw the face that I knew
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Covered in shame
You drew a bird that was here
A kind of sweet chanticleer
But with a terrible fear
That the cage couldn't tame
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That's how I knew this story would break my heart
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When you wrote it
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That's how I knew this story would break my heart
So, like a ghost in the snow
I'm getting ready to go
'Cause baby, that's all I know -
How to open the door
And though the exit is crude
It saves me coming unglued
For when you're not in the mood
For the gloves and the canvas floor
That's how I knew this story would break my heart
When you wrote it
That's how I knew this story would break my heart
That's how I knew this story would break my heart
When you wrote it
That's how I knew this story would break my heart
