Tom: G
Introdução: G
C
G
C
G
G
C
You sleep like a kid with one hand stuck fast to the side of your face.
G
C
Am
D
Backside in the air, mouth half open, but still filled with grace.
G
C
And you seem so happy as your skin turns the colour of a violet-golden sky.
G
C
And it cuts me up when we fight and go to bed facing opposite sides.
G
C
You're like gasoline.
C
G
You're like the willow tree.
G
C
You're like a split-screen.
D
G
But you're the green in me.
G
C
And you smoke when you're hurt or bored or out with friends, but I don't mind.
G
C
Who cares if the big 'C' comes? We're young, we're having some lovely times.
G
C
You frown as the clouds bring you down, drop to your knees and scream "Oh, my God".
G
But you really shouldn't bother, there's bigger things going on
C
you little sod, you little sod
G
C
You're like gasoline.
C
G
You're like the willow tree.
G
C
You're like a split-screen.
D
G
But you're the green in me.
G
C
You're like gasoline.
C
G
You're like the willow tree.
G
C
You're like a split-screen.
D
G
But you're the green in me.
Tabbed By Ross McKay.