cries too hard – the whitlams : )
Cm G#
torch the moon , burn the schools
A# Bdim ( or G7 )
she wrote in red on her bedroom wall
G# G7 Cm G5 A# Cm
“nothing’s pure , ” the paint runs to the floor
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G Cm G5 A# Cm
when we know well what we do
Cm G#
feather scratches on her wrist
A# Bdim
dry run with a bread knife for a final twist
G# G Cm G5 A# Cm
it wouldnt be for show if it should come to this
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G G#
when we know well what we do
G# D# G# D# G#
she was born to feel it all , born to see it all
D# F# B
and when i feel so lightly its still burning brightly
A G#
and she wont look away
solo over comping of Cm – > G#
then
G# D# F# B A G#
Cm G#
torch the moon , burn the schools
A# Bdim ( or G7 )
whys it a man making all the rules
G# G7 Cm G5 A# Cm
frida kahlo poster on her door
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G Cm G5 A#
when we know well what we do
G# D# F# B
and when i feel so lightly its still burning brightly
A G#
and she wont look away
B A G#
she won’t look away . . . .
cries too hard – the whitlams : )
Cm G#
torch the moon , burn the schools
A# Bdim ( or G7 )
she wrote in red on her bedroom wall
G# G7 Cm G5 A# Cm
“nothing’s pure , ” the paint runs to the floor
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G Cm G5 A# Cm
when we know well what we do
Cm G#
feather scratches on her wrist
A# Bdim
dry run with a bread knife for a final twist
G# G Cm G5 A# Cm
it wouldnt be for show if it should come to this
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G G#
when we know well what we do
G# D# G# D# G#
she was born to feel it all , born to see it all
D# F# B
and when i feel so lightly its still burning brightly
A G#
and she wont look away
solo over comping of Cm – > G#
then
G# D# F# B A G#
Cm G#
torch the moon , burn the schools
A# Bdim ( or G7 )
whys it a man making all the rules
G# G7 Cm G5 A# Cm
frida kahlo poster on her door
Cm G#
she laughs too easily , and cries too hard
A# Bdim
shouldn’t drink alone , the colours run
G# G
how can she forgive
G Cm G5 A#
when we know well what we do
G# D# F# B
and when i feel so lightly its still burning brightly
A G#
and she wont look away
B A G#
she won’t look away . . . .
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