Tono: B
Introducción:
B
We're rotten fruit, we're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
E
One gust and we will probably crumble
B
We're backdrifters
This far but no further, I'm hanging off a branch
D A/C# B
You fell into our arms
D A/C# B
You fell into our arms
D A E
We tried but there was nothing we could do
B
Nothing we could do
All evidence has been buried