Capo 3
A
The tide behind the eyes that never shut
The restless legs that never loosen up
F#m A
Oh the sweet smell of the blood
F#m A E
Though the heart aches she was not made to love
A E A
Another summer wasted on a boy
A
When shadows leech the colour from your skin
And team by team we split and start again
F#m A
Let the old, cracked mirror-ball
F#m A E
Spread the spotlight from the bar to the door
A E A
And visualise the roles you never played
Chorus:
E F#m
Brave words die on your lips
A D E
In the wake of relationships
F#m
Eternal passers by
A D E
With the reek of repeat on our hides
D C#m Bm D
But we're reaching out from every fall
Am
Relief
G
Beneath
E A
The dust on the dancefloor
A
Reflecting now his life is where he sits
An epitaph falls flat between dry lips
F#m A
What a great day for demise
F#m A E
What a long road I have walked, just to die
A E A
To fall apart the way that people do
Chorus