Tom: C
Introdução: C
C
It's late, we turn the TV off
G
It's old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker
C
You want to build fires on hot days
Feel the coolness of my gaze
Dm
I'm a troublemaker
Em Dm
Three years in and I call to crush what remains of this love
On a cold morning of you arriving
G
I was struggling for survival
C
It's late, we turn the TV off
G
It's old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker, a windbreaker
C
You want to build fires on hot days
Feel the coolness of my gaze
Dm
I'm a troublemaker
Em Dm
Three years in and I call to crush what remains of this love
It's going to be one hell of a year.
G
Keeping secrets in water tight compartments, Dear
It's giving me the fear
C Em
I fall down like a tonne of bricks
Dm G
What makes me sick won't make me quit
C Em
I fall down like a tonne of bricks
Dm G
What makes me sick won't make me quit
C-
Em Dm
I knew what you were talking about