Tom: C
C
F
there once lived a beast... and beauty,
C
F
painter of paints, she was a cutie,
C
F
the canvas was hers, passion was found...
G
and the rain came down,
F
the rain came down...
C
F
there once lived the beast... and beauty,
C
F
in a forest of trees where the fruit was so fruity...
C
F
picked one and ate to feed his doubt
G
F
so she put him out, she put him out...
Am
G
Em
F
oh no, my low and lonely friend
Am
G
F
how slow are we gonna take this bend,
Am
G
Em
F
it's a long road with a cold and stony end,
Am
G
F
where do you go to pretend?
C
F
there once lived a beast and beauty,
C
F
painter of paints, and she was a cutie,
C
F
she left him before the moon was full,
G
F
because she knew his fault,
G
F
she knew his fault...
G
F
she knew his fault,
G
F
she knew his fault...
Am
G
Em
F
oh no, my low and lonely friend
Am
G
F
how slow are we gonna take this bend,
Am
G
Em
F
it's a long road with a cold and stony end,
Am
G
F
where do you go to pretend?
Am
G
Em
F
oh no, my low and lonely friend
Am
G
F
how slow are we gonna take this bend,
Am
G
Em
F
it's a long road with a cold and stony end,
Am
G
F
where do you go to pretend?