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C#mInsiF#mde hG#er F#mis the suburbs in the sodium lights and the streets In the parked cars and the pretty parks and in every lonely disease In the new loves under covers in the cold touch of the right In the dead flowers and the silent hours In the nightclubs and the fights
G#Cold, cold as the C#mnight High as the tF#mrees, slow as you G#like G#Oh you know, she's, she's G#Cold, cold as the C#mnight High as the tF#mrees slow as you lG#ike... Sadie
C#mInsiF#mde hG#er F#mis the suburbs, in the old front room in the rain In all the bad days and the music that plays In the bored kids and their games In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums And their worlds who are left at home When all the kids have grown watching the pretty young girls
G#Cold, cold as the C#mnight High as the tF#mrees, slow as you G#like G#Oh you know, she's, she's G#Cold, cold as the C#mnight High as the tF#mrees slow as you lG#ike... Sadie
(Same as chorus) Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it And I've got to use her, and I've got to choose her And I've got to feel it, and I've got to steal it And I've got to be... Sadie