Tom: A
A
D
A
I know I loved you then
A
E
D
A
I think I love you still
A
E
F#m
But this prophecy of ours
D
E4
E
Has come back dressed to kill
A
D
A
Three stones on a mountain
A
E
D
A
Three small holes in a field
A
E
F#m
You've given me the big dream
D
E4
E
But you can't make it real
A
E
D
O, wicked world
E
A
Just think what could have been
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
D
All I do is lose, but baby
E
A
All I want's to win
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
verse 2
A
D
A
A hundred years or more
A
E
D
A
It feels like such a dream
A
E
F#m
D
E4
E
An endless conversation since 1917
A
D
A
Now the battery is too hot
A
E
D
A
It's burning up in its tray
A
E
F#m
Young marriages are melting
D
E4
E
And dying where they lay
A
E
D
O, wicked world
E
A
Just think what could have been
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
D
All I do is lose, but baby
E
A
All I want's to win
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
verse 3
A
D
A
Our tongues will fall so still
A
E
D
A
Our teeth will all decay
A
E
F#m
A minute feels much longer
D
E4
E
With nothing left to say
A
D
A
So let them win the battle
A
E
D
A
But don't let them restart
A
E
F#m
That genocidal feeling
D
E4
E
That beats in every heart
A
E
D
O, wicked world
E
A
Just think what could have been
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
D
All I do is lose, but baby
E
A
All I want's to win
C#7
F#m
E
A
Jerusalem, New York, Berlin