-7 -7 -7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 May-be it's bricks and mor-tar now. -7 -7 -7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 Whe-ther or not they run it down, -7 -7 -7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 I don't want a-ny-thing to shake -4 -4 4 -4 that shape a-way.
-7 -7 -7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 No one told us which way to come. -7 -7 -7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 No-bo-dy mapped o-bli-vi-on. -7 -7-7 -6 -6 6 6 -4 -4 So I go grow-ing ros-es in the -4 4 -4 dis-ar-ray.
5 -4 -7 Just like most 5 -4 -7 6 fal-ling head in. 5 -4 -7 Til my ghost 5 -4 -7 6 fils the bed in.
6 6 -7 -7 So lift it up, -7 6 -6 -7 like a ban-ner. 6 -7 -7 Hold it up, -7 6 -6 o-ver me. -7 -7 -7 If this war -7 -7 -7 -7 -6 is ne-ver end-ing. 6 6 -7 -7 -6 I'll take this lo-ve -7 6 6 down with me. |