Capo 1
G: 320003
D/F#: 200232
Am: 002210
C: 032010
Cmaj7: 032000
B: 224442
Em: 022000
B7: 224242
G D/F#
This time of night I could call you up
Am C
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
G D/F#
And if I die clutching your photograph
Am C
Don't call me boring, it's just 'cause I like you.
G D/F#
Oh, take me on back, take me on back and take me back
Am
To the place where I could feel your heart
C
Is this the end or just the start of
G D/F#
Something really, really beautiful
Am C
Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly?
Cmaj7
Won't you...
G B Em
Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away
C G B B7
I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you."
C G B Em
No, I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film
C G
Flash across your Roman features,
B B7 (strum once)
And I loved it, loved it. No, I don't care if
G D/F#
You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well
Am C
I'm sorry; everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose
G D/F#
Would you believe it, she sent me a letter,
Am C
The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy.
G D/F#
Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips
Am C
Poetry is not a luxury; it's how I'll break this home
G D/F#
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Am C
Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is remember,
Cmaj7
I heard you...
G B Em
Inside your room, you said, "You’ve never really lived
C G B B7
Until your back’s against the wall.” Oh, did you really mean it?
C G B Em C G
I never break my gaze, if just to see the stars remain reflected in your eyes
B B7
I think it's time to go home
Guitar Solo-
Same Chords as verse- G D/F# Am C G D/F# Am C
G D/F#
Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty.
Am C
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
G D/F#
She said oh, my vote is as red as my blood
Am C
Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet.
Cmaj7
God speed...
G B Em
I break the law once every week to feel your touch,
C G B B7
What's a book to you in bed, do you feel better, older?
C G B Em
This just makes me ill; your name is dripping from my pen
C G
Still you're not around to curse,
B B7
I'll drop the gun now; I'm still under you...
Em C Em C Em C Em C
G C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Em C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
G C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Em C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
G C
Marianne,let the ghosts sleep tonight
Em C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
G C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Em C
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away.
G C Em C G C Em C G
