C C/B F C C/B F
3rd jonquil . . . lucky , empty pill , torn – out page
C C/B A# Am G#
this connection is the friction we awaited
C C/B F
electric , broken ghost , she feels sick
C C/B G F
frozen feet , little slumber’s heartbeat , lifeless old street
C G
this criminals motive , subliminal notice , how was i supposed to know?
Am
and when i go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when i’m in your trance
F
i’d rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C C/B F C C/B F
hypnosis t – shirt , he knows this might hurt
C C/B A# Am G#
the crumpled poems , does she know him like she used to?
C C/B F C C/B G
for you , he fights the cruel heroes , you’ve seen the worst in me
F
is this all i have to say , to say?
C G
this criminals motive , subliminal notice , how was i supposed to know?
Am
and when i go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when i’m in your trance
F
i’d rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C G
the devils at my doorstep but i won’t let him in yet , i’ve got you to raise my chin
Am
and if it’s all a dream and you’re not quite what you seem well i’ll sleep in vain
F
this dream illuminates what you really mean to me
G# A# C# C#m
G# C#m G# C#m G#
it’s time for me to leave , the tears upon my sleeve
C#m F# C# G#
you were the one girl i believed , i believed , i believed
C C/B F C C/B F
3rd jonquil . . . lucky , empty pill , torn – out page
C C/B A# Am G#
this connection is the friction we awaited
C C/B F
electric , broken ghost , she feels sick
C C/B G F
frozen feet , little slumber’s heartbeat , lifeless old street
C G
this criminals motive , subliminal notice , how was i supposed to know?
Am
and when i go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when i’m in your trance
F
i’d rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C C/B F C C/B F
hypnosis t – shirt , he knows this might hurt
C C/B A# Am G#
the crumpled poems , does she know him like she used to?
C C/B F C C/B G
for you , he fights the cruel heroes , you’ve seen the worst in me
F
is this all i have to say , to say?
C G
this criminals motive , subliminal notice , how was i supposed to know?
Am
and when i go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when i’m in your trance
F
i’d rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C G
the devils at my doorstep but i won’t let him in yet , i’ve got you to raise my chin
Am
and if it’s all a dream and you’re not quite what you seem well i’ll sleep in vain
F
this dream illuminates what you really mean to me
G# A# C# C#m
G# C#m G# C#m G#
it’s time for me to leave , the tears upon my sleeve
C#m F# C# G#
you were the one girl i believed , i believed , i believed
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