Chords
F
[Verse 1]
CDay after day, Emlove turns grey
Like the Fskin of a dying man.
C F And Cnight after night, we preEmtend its alright
But DmI have grown older and
You have grown colder and
FNothing is very much funG7 anymore. Em
And CI can feelEm Fone of my turns coming Con.
F CI Emfeel Dmcold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
FDry as a funeral G7drum.
Eb Run to Bbthe bedroom,
In the Ebsuitcase on Bbthe left
You'll C7find my Dmfavorite axe.
Dm C Dm Eb Don't look Bbso frightened
This is Ebjust a passing Bbphase,
C7One of Dmmy bad days.
Dm C Dm Would you Eblike to watch T.BbV.?
Or Ebget between the Bbsheets?
Or C7contemDmplate the silent freeway?
Would you Dmlike someCthing to Dmeat?
Would you Eblike to learn to fly?
Would' ya?
Would you Dmlike to see me try?
C Dm Aah, Dooh, no
Dsus4 D G C G Eb Bb
Eb Bb C7 Dm Dm C Dm Eb Bb
Eb Bb C7 Dm
Dm C Bb C Would you Eblike to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running aGmway?
