Tom: C
tabbed by : christian strowitzki
tuning : standart
comments :
Intro:
verse 1
This flower is scorched. This film is on, it's on a maddening loop. These clothes,
these clothes don't fit us right, and I'm to blame. It's all the same. It's all the same.
You come to me with a bone in your hand. You come to me with your hair curled tight. You come to me with positions.
You come to me with excuses, ducked out in a row. You wear me out. You wear me out.
We've been through fake-a-breakdown, self hurt, plastics, collections, self help, self pain, EST,
fuck all.
I was central. I had control. I lost my head. I need this. I need this.
A paper weight, a junk garage, a winter rain, a honey pot. Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged.
A Hotline, a wanted ad. It's crazy what you could have had.
It's crazy what you could have had. It's crazy what you could have had. I need this. I need this.
It's crazy what you could have had. crazy what you could have had. I need this. I need this.
It's crazy what you could have had. It's crazy what you could have had. I need this. I need this.
It's crazy what you could have had. It's crazy what you could have had.I need this. I need this.
solo
verse 2
once upon a time, you look so fine..(?)..didn't you.
the good one now calls you, you can't refuse. When you've got nothing, you've got nothing to lose,
you're invisible, now, your invisible
solo 2
you've got nothing to consider
Idioma
Português
