Tamino - Cigar

You, look at me ^F#mnow, with those h^Dollow e^Aye s^Gockets and ^F#msmile And it seems ^Dall a l^Aie, what they’ve ^Gtold me so ^F#mfar ^C#And you, show me that ^F#mlife isn’t ^Dall a^About ex^Gtending your ^F#mtime No, it’s the ^Eperfect ^Atime for a^G bottle of ^F#mwine

^C#Why do I still ^F#mcare about ^Dall who ^Amight ^Erecall ^F#mme For ^Eeverything ^Adies, so does ^Gmemo^F#mry And ^C#why, am I still sur^F#mprised, about al^Dl who ^Apray their ^Esins a^F#mway Aren’t ^Ethey too a ^Apart of this ^Ggrand bal^F#mlet

^F#mWhen ^C#time occ^Durs, don’t ^C#make it ^Dright Don’t ^C#make me ^Dright, it’s ^C#me to dec^Dide: this ^C#or that ^Dside This ^Gor that ^F#mside

^C#Death suits you dear ^F#msir, like a ^Dbeautiful ^Acoat but then with^Gout all the ^F#mfur I wonder ^Ewould it fit ^Ame? What would you ^Ghave me pre^F#mfer You know, ^C#some people would rather not ^F#mexist, they put a gun ^Dto the hea^Art or a ^Eknife to the ^F#mwrist We all ^Ethink they aren't ^Asmart, but it could be ^Gsomething I ^F#mmissed

^C#But then she kisses my ^F#mskin, I don't know ^Dwhat this ^Ais or ^Ewhere to be^F#mgin This fills me ^Eup with ^Abliss, don't tell me ^Gthis was a ^F#mdream And she ^C#shows me that ^F#mlife isn't ^Dall a^About ex^Gplaining your ^F#mtime No, it's the ^Eperfect ^Atime, to ^Glay all ^F#mnight

^F#mWhen ^C#time occ^Durs, don’t ^C#make it ^Dright Don’t ^C#make me ^Dright, it’s ^C#me to dec^Dide: this ^C#or that ^Dside I ^C#need your ^Dword, leave ^C#it as^Dide ^F#mJust don’t ^C#make me ^Dright, it’s me ^C#to dec^Dide: this ^C#or that ^Dside This ^C#or that ^Dside This ^Gor that ^F#mside

^C#You look at me ^F#mnow, with that ^Dburning ci^Agar hanging ^Gout of your ^F#mmouth And it seems ^Eall a ^Alie what they've ^Gtold me so ^F#mfar