Sunken Treasure Wilco
There's [D]rows and rows of [F#m]houses[G], with [D]windows painted[F#m] blue.[G]
With the light from the TV, running parallel to you.
But there is no sunken treasure, rumored to be.
Wrapped inside my ribs in a sea black with ink.
Chorus:
I am [A]so out of [Bm]tune with yo[G]u, [G] [Bm] [A]
I am so out of [Bm]tune with yo[G]u.
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