Tom: C
C#5
F#5
E5
C#5
Wild vanilla
F#5
Clean dreams, downcast eyes
C#5
F#5
E5
G#5
If you lived here you'd be home now and suicidal
G#5
C#5
That was one striking phone call boy
F#5
Your voice at a fever pitch
C#5
And here I thought that you'd just,
F#5
E5
G#5
Full of white noise, called to bitch
G#5
You messing with my head makes a terrible noise
C#5
C#5
C#5
Wild vanilla
F#5
Clean eyes and greasy hair
C#5
Cross an ocean and you,
F#5
E5
G#5
Vague and itchy, belong there
C#5
You are whizzing past my ears
F#5
A shit-scared domestic god
C#5
F#5
E5
G#5
You make the gypsy in me horny for a flower garden
G#5
You messing with my head makes a terrible noise
C#5
C#5
G#5
C#5
C#5
G#5