Intro: F# C# Bb B
F# C#
It was the skies
Bb B
It was her scent and her life
F# C# Bb B
You could catch me of fall down
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I guess it’s been
Bb B
A little while since I’ve slept
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But I’ve dreamt you going down
Bb B
Mistakes are made from the moment we met
Bb B
Mistakes are made to last
Bb B
Mistakes are met but are never acquired
Bb B C#
Pastiches, La mere – pisstakes are made
Chorus:
F# B D# C#
Outside, outside I know
F# B D# C#
you can be anyone you want
F# B D# C#
Outside, outside I know
F# B D# C#
you can be with anyone you’d want
Bb B
you can be with anyone you’d want
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F# C#
We all wore black
Bb B
And screamed out from your darkened shed
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“These ladies aren’t here to serve you”
F# C#
Your silent moans
Bb B
“A sacrament without a toast”
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We’ve all seen me going down to your ground
Bb B
Stabs are made of turbulent lies
Bb B
Stabs are made in pasts
Bb B
Stabs are often as words forgotten
Bb B C#
(Your) stabs are fate- stabs are made
Chorus
Bb B
I’ve never meant it the way it came out
Bb B
Ghosts of sleepless streets
Bb B
The dead of night, the death of silence
Bb B
This room, it hasn’t been any quieter (each night takes flight)
Bb B
I’d love for you to have loved me
Bb B
Shipped are the sails of seas
Bb B
The words of those, the dead, the silenced
Bb B C#
This room it shouldn’t be any quieter
Chorus
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