Tono: F
Introducción:
F#m
You had it coming
A
Something for nothing
D A E D
Shaky hands cup the water and chamomile leaves
A E
You labeled the jars wrong
F#mA D E
Complacent songs, sour tongues sing along
verse 1
F#m A
Dust the skirting boards, sweep the vinyl floors
D A E D
Soak it up in a garden of chamomile my love
A E
You've been working at your smile
F#m A D
It's cold and mild
E
It ain't worth while
verse 2
F#m A
Struck by light, cold harsh and white
D A E D
Seen from space in a garden of chamomile flowers
A E
I'll slip through the hole in your chest
F#m A E D
Watch your steps
E
Wasps in a nest
verse 3
F#m D
Shoulders chaffing
A E
Call the cops in your head
F#m D A E
They can shake down, scare the thoughts out again
F#m D A E
When your husband comes home, he will turn in your bed
F#m D E
I heard the drawers on the floor
D E
And the downstairs door, we're done for
verse 4
A D E F#m A
Riiip the leaves off the trees
DA E F#m A D
Maaade to keep sounds in the homes full of holes
A E
See the pink smoke out chimneys from the gingerbread cities
F#mA
Where the invites fall flat
D A
Ice glued to Windows and ears stuck to speakers
E D
Just to stay in tact
E
Well bad luck for black cats
Outro
F#m A
Static shocks on the locks
D A E D
I'll keep you captive in cups of hot chamomile my love
A E
Speak between sips, speak so soft
F#m A D
Your love is lost
A
But your not