Tono: F
Introducción:
F#
It's getting cold
C#
Thought it was too soon to tell
G#
but it was terribly old
C# Fm F#
and now the heartbeat slows
F# G# A
to a heartless crawl
F#
The lights went out
The lights went out
C# G#
and darkness filled the house on
C# Fm F# C# Fm Cm
a tiring night under a Long Island sky.
Pre-Chorus
Ab
Chorus
Bbm
I thought I'd known the consequence,
F#
sweetness,
can you believe this?
G#
mess we've made of it
C#
this mess we've made of it
Bbm
In years to come it might make sense
F#
sweetness
can you believe this
G#
Just what's become of it
F#
What's become of it
Post Chorus
Bbm
Verse(Same as first)
but If you hear this and you think you're ready, meet me in
Bbm
Chorus (same as first)
i thought i'd know the consequence
Bbm
what's become