2 acessos
Ab Gm Cm Gm Ab Eb Ab Eb [Verse] Eb Ab She paints in grey Bb She closes her eyes Ab Eb 'Till fireworks and palm trees almost look alike Ab She looks up to me and whispers Bb Cm Gm "I won't be here in a year" Ab Bb So I take the long road to think and wonder why Ab Eb I can't sleep with all this sunlight Ab Bb If there's still evidence of us Cm Eb Why can't that be enough? Cm Don't mean to drag you down Eb Ab You taste just like you always do [Chorus] Bb Fm Isabelle hides so I can find my way Eb Ab G Eb Fm I'd give anything just to surround your dreams Cm Eb Bb [Bridge] Ab The envy of the dead Bb Eb The sound of scissors and sleep Ab I can't believe you dreamed Eb Gm And pulled all of your clothes off Ab You're not supposed to drink Eb Bb With what's inside your purse F And not expect me to not to call you out [Verse] Ab Cm Bb Cm I'm guiding your chin to my lips Gm Eb Gm Using only my fingertips Bb Eb All we have are parking lots and nowhere to go F If you love me, then show me more [Chorus] Ab Bb Fm Isabelle watches me from far away Eb Ab Gm Eb Fm I'd give anything just to surround your dreams Eb Fm Cm Dm Eb Ab I know you like when the temperature rises to a boiling heat Gm Fm The chlorine and wine found He sees through her nightgown Ab And everything fades away Cm Fm Cm Fm (x2) [Bridge] Cm The stars awake But we can't see them out F Fm So why pretend? Cm Fm Is there a train that travels back to yours at 5 AM? Or are we walking? Cm Car alarms and leaves that blow Gm Fm They're calling out our names C But it's gone too far Fm Your butane mouth will spit me into flames Cm Ab G Cm Db Fm Eb Dm G Cm Sorry 'bout it, I can't help it Fm Ab Eb G I'm an anarchist in love Eb And I forgot to call you Cm Eb I can't break you down while Bb Ab G I think about honey and the sweet New York sounds Cm Ab [Chorus] Ab Bb F Fm Cm Isabelle hides so I can't find my way Ab G Gm Cm Ab I'd give anything to carry on and on and on the same way Bb Fm The temperature rises to this boiling heat Eb Ab The chlorine and wine found Eb He sees through her nightgown F As Saturday burns away Ab Bb Gm Fm (x2) [Outro] Eb Ab Eb Ab Bb Back in the days, when I was young Gm I’m not a kid anymore Ab F But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Ab Eb Back in the days when I was young Bb Gm I'm not a kid anymore Ab Eb But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again...