Tom: D
Introdução:
D GA
D G A
Time dries up quick as rubbing alcohol.
D G A
That don't disinfect, it's six months since I called.
G D
You read me wrong, throughout and all along.
Em A
I wheeze away and break the quiet threads, your fiction's binding.
Bm D G D
These powdered confessions keep me right and here with you.
Bm D G A
And I feel that much better when I write in prose to you.
Bm D G D
I feel that much better when I'm right, in prose to you.
Bm D G A
These powdered confessions keep me right and here with you.
D GA
D G A D
And I've got proofs, my copy maid she read the truth.
G A G
Helped me revise, to twist the plot and turn me loose.
D
She cut some lines, and shaped them to my spine
Em A
a dedication to the one I loved, the path unwinding.
Bm D G D
These powdered confessions keep me right keep and here with you.
Bm D G A
I feel that much better when I write in prose to you.
Bm D G D
I feel that much better when I'm right in prose to you.
Bm D G Bm
These powdered confessions keep me right and here with you.
Outro
Bm GA
D GA