Fault Lines
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intro
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down here where the heat's so fine
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i'll drink to your health and you drink to mine
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as we try to make the money we scored out in vegas hold out for a while
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we drink vodka from russia
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we get our chocolates from belgium
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we have our strawberries flown in from england
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but none of the money we spend seems to do us much good in the end
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i got a cracked engine block
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both of us do
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yeah the house and the jewels, the italian race car they don't make us feel better about who we are
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i got termites in the framework but so do you
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down here where the watermelon grows so sweet
Em Bm
where i worship the ground underneath of your feet
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we are experts in the art of frivolous spending
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well it's gone on like this for three years i guess
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we're drunk all the time and our lives are a mess
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and the deathless love we swore to protect with our bodies is stumbling across its bleak ending
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but none of the rage in our eyes seems to finish it off where it lies
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i got sugar in the fuel lines both of us do
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yeah, the fights and the lies that we both love to tell fail to send our love to its reward down in hell
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i got pudding for a backbone but so do you
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la la la la hey hey