Tom: A
Introdução: A D A
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My gift to you will be the waking nights
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Don't wanna talk about it
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The ceiling moves before my aching eyes
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I'll watch the phone sit still
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Sick of waiting for bad news
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Am I waiting to lose you?
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Waiting for bad news
Bm
Still
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I'll grind my teeth down to the nerves again
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As long as you are breathing
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I've made my bed, now sit down
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You get used to feeling mad
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Move away, I am over you
Bm
I've opened my eyes
D7+
And the best of my mind fell on through
Bm
I am always the captive
D7+
When will I play the good cop?
Bm
Lord knows I need the practice
D7+
Sick of swallowing full stops
Bm
Now the system is failing
D7+
I'm so tired of waiting
F#m E
For bad news
D E Bm F#m
D E F#m
A D
D E F#m D
I'll lie awake
E F#m A D
For you again, father
E F#m D
I'll lose my teeth
E F#m A D
What use is sleep anyway?
E F#m D
I'll brace myself
E F#m A D
To be in hell
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I'll fail the test
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Love you to death