Tom: B
Introdução:
A
Snowflakes land on her face
A D7M
She aches like all angels ache
A
Purest of the pure
A
Skin soft smooth to her toes
A D7M
She hates having nowhere to go
A
In her orange sweater
A D
I think fuck, you're an angel
A F#m E D
Floating dangerously closer to the sun
D A
All of my memories, melted to fading
F#m E D A
And I'm terrified you'll burn
A
I want her to be entertained
A D7M
By the products of my brain
A
I'm smart enough to know I'm stupid
A
I want her to be warm and dry
A D7M
I cry and I cry and I cry
A
My memories being wiped tomorrow
A D
I think fuck, you're an angel
A F#m E D
Floating dangerously closer to the sun
D A
All of my memories, melted to fading
F#m E D
I'm terrified you'll burn
D
Yeah, I worry, I worry, I worry
A
Yeah, I worry about my angel
A D
Yeah, I worry, I worry
E A
As I want no harm to find her
A D
I think fuck, you're an angel
A F#m E D
Floating dangerously closer to the sun
D A
All of my memories, are melted to fading
F#m E D
And I'm terrified you'll burn
D
Yeah, I worry
D
Yeah, I worry
D
Yeah, I worry
A
Yeah, I worry about my angel
A D
Yeah, I worry
D E A
Yeah, I worry as I want no harm to find her
D
Yeah, I worry
D
Yeah, I worry
D
Yeah, I worry
A
Yeah, I worry about my angel
A D
Yeah, I worry
D E A
Yeah, I worry as I want no harm to find her