Tom: G
Introdução: G Em C
G Em
He doesn't make your knees weak,
C
he's beautiful and bleak.
G
He has a porcelain face,
Em C
that cracks when he speaks.
D
I go to start a conversation but I,
Em
get no reply,
D
instead you stare just like a statue
G D Em
as I break down and cry.
G Em
Your face is like an eagle,
C
but your mind is like a crow.
G Am
and boy i know you have opinions,
Em C
but you don't let them show.
G Em
You're a shelf of books with out the pages,
G Em
a wealth of thoughts locked up in cages.
G Em
So if blood runs through your veins,
G Em
don't you suppose it's such a waste
G
to be composed in such a way?
C
Just let me in...
C
Just let me in...
G
You write me letters
Em
in a pen with no ink.
C G
and you have your own eyes,
Em C
but you don't dare blink.
C
You speak in words,
Em Am
without a sentence.
C G
you're the ghost that haunts me,
Em
without a presence...
C
without a presence
Em
without a presence
G Em
And if blood runs through your veins,
C G Em
don't you suppose it's such a waste
G C
to be composed in such a way?
C
Just let me in...
C G
Just let me in...