Tom: B
Introdução: Am C G F Am C G F
Am C G F
Mahogany eyes you saddle me with doubt
Am C G F
Behind the stadium when you were coming down
Am C G F
The lighter leaves are lost in the freckles on your skin
Am C G F
The bitter taste of blood when the rooftop’s caving in
Am C G F
Rotting good, would you, would you
Am C G F
Cut the grain, would you, would you
Am C G F
String his neck… would you would you
Am C G F
Steer this wreck, would you, would you
F Am C G
Tease me, tortureress, bend to your death
F Am C G
I give in easy, hold me now
F Am C G
When I grow tall, bigger than them
F Am C G
I’ll be reckless, not yet
Am C G F
Mahogany eyes, are you more true than me?
Am C G F
The woodcutter’s brothers are lining up to see
Am C G F
Your beauty is unparalleled and I cannot compete
Am C G F
The frail, the fretful harmonies, it twists the good in me
Am C G F
Rotting good, would you, would you
Am C G F
Cut the grain, would you, would you
Am C G F
String his neck… would you would you
Am C G F
Steer this wreck, would you, would you
F Am C G
Tease me, tortureress, bend to your death
F Am C G
I give in easy, hold me now
F Am C G
When I grow tall, bigger than them
F Am C G
I’ll be reckless, not yet
F Am C G
Tease me, tortureress, bend to your death
F Am C G
I give in easy, hold me now
F Am C G
When I grow tall, bigger than them
F Am C G
I’ll be reckless, not yet