A C#m
This time of night I could call you up
Bm D
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
A E
And if I die clutching your photograph
Bm D
Don't call me boring, it's just 'cause I like you.
A C#m
Oh, take me on back, take me on back and take me back
Bm
To the place where I could feel your heart
D
Is this the end or just the start of
A E
Something really, really beautiful
Bm D
Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly?
F#m
Won't you...
A C#m F#m
Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away
D A C#m
I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you."
D A C#m F#m
No, I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film
D A
Flash across your Roman features,
C#m F#m
And I loved it, loved it. No, I don't care if
A C#m
You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well
Bm D
I'm sorry; everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose
A E
Would you believe it, she sent me a letter,
Bm D
The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy.
A C#m
Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips
Bm D
Poetry is not a luxury; it's how I'll break this home
A E
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Bm D
Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is remember,
F#m
I heard you...
A C#m F#m
Inside your room, you said, "You’ve never really lived
D A C#m
Until your back’s against the wall.” Oh, did you really mean it?
D A C#m F#m
I never break my gaze, if just to see the stars remain reflected in your eyes
C#m
I think it's time to go home
Instrumental:
Use same progression as verse: A C#m Bm A E Bm D
A C#m
Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty.
Bm D
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
A E
She said oh, my vote is as red as my blood
Bm D
Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet.
F#m
God speed...
A C#m F#m
I break the law once every week to feel your touch,
D A C#m
What's a book to you in bed, do you feel better, older?
D A C#m F#m
This just makes me ill; your name is dripping from my pen
D A
Still you're not around to curse,
C#m F#m
I'll drop the gun now; I'm still under you...
Instrumental: F#m D repeated
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight
A F#m
Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away.
End on A
