Thursday, March 17, 2011


It wasn't my fault, Bb am
it was a thing to ignore, c g 
my heart was in a vault, Bb am                  
when you closed the door. c g    Am C g >  Am   dAm      G       d        Em c   Am g 
Finding the warmth in metal,  Dm f             abc   dacbdc   g f#e  dgf#   ee  c   da g
isn't that easy to do, am c g
like the death of every petal, dm c 
drowning in the dew... am c BbCb am

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