Coheed and Cambria - Unheavenly creatures

^DmWe were young and had it all figured out^{Dm/A Bb}She was the quiet one and I had the mouth U^Fntil she fell to ^Gmme ^DmWe escaped through the alley in the back^{Dm/A Bb}Judge told me, "Creature, don't you dare go back!" But I^F couldn't dodge the ringing in my head The ^Gmlonely, solemn voice, through the echoes as it said:

^DmOh, pretty an^Dm/Agel, swin^Bbging from your cable I fea^Fr, my dear, the end is near So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun ^DmDid anybody teach you bet^Dm/Ater? To o^Bbbey and follow to the letter I fea^Fr, my dear, the end is here So ru^Gmn, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun

^DmThere was something I forgot to tell her then^Dm/A Bet^Bbween the kiss and "knock em dead, ki^Fd" "There will b^Gme no other like you" ^DmNow I can't keep the guilt from my hear^Dm/At The ^Bbstuttering emotions keep me fixed to fall apart And I ^Fknow I'm leaving all this sweat in our bed A b^Gmroken heart bleeding with a gun to my head

^DmOh, pretty ange^Dm/Al, swin^Bbging from your cable I f^Fear, my dear, the end is near So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun ^DmDid anybody teach you better?^Dm/A To o^Bbbey and follow to the letter I fe^Far, my dear, the end is here So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun

^Dm Like a son of a ^Cgun A son of a ^Gmgun The w^Bbeight of the world on the shoulders, can you feel the thunder? A^Dmll Unheavenly Creatures (^COh, Oh all the Unheavenly Creatures) A^Gmll Unheavenly Creatures On the ^Bbway to the car, I heard her voice a little louder "Please don't leave me here, my love"

O^Dmh, pretty ang^Dm/Ael, swin^Bbging from your cable I fea^Fr, my dear, the end is near So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun ^DmDid anybody teach you better?^Dm/A To o^Bbbey and follow to the letter I f^Fear, my dear, the end is here So ru^Gmn, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun ^DmOh, pretty a^Dm/Angel, swin^Bbging from your cable I fe^Far, my dear, the end is near So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun ^DmDid anybody teach you better?^Dm/A To o^Bbbey and follow to the letter I fea^Fr, my dear, the end is here So r^Gmun, run, run, run, run like a son of a gun