Tom: F
Introdução:
F Am F Cx2
verse 1
F Am C
If I knew her doubt was at stake, between her legs
F Am C
And fucking catch me leaving, 'cause life's that way
F Am C
I'll stay in drowned, inside her mouth
F Am C
She'll kiss me and she'll sniff me and she'll keep me around
F Am C
Inside her purse, like a Chorus and a verse
F Am C
Neatly on some paper with a heart ? on down the words
Fx2
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
verse 2
F Am C
Wooden beans and gritting teeth
F Am C
A cheque is on the freezer can you sign it for me?
F Am C
With no ideal, no self-esteem,
F Am C
This place is a coffin and I'm ready to leave
F Am C
I'm drying out, yes, in and out,
F Am C
Can't make my fucking mind, I'd better figure it out
Fx2
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am F C
Roll over and touch me, angel
F Am F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
OUTRO
F Am
Nothing ever happens (happens, happens)
F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am
Nothing ever happens (happens, happens)
F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am C
Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens)
F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
F Am C
Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens)
F C
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds