The Cribs - Broken arrow

^EOn doomsday you may j^C#must see me ^ESheltered under the m^G#marquee We'll walk back our p^Aromise ^EOn my knees And tar^Anish the twi^Bnkling

^EWell then I'm going t^C#mo Dree ^EWhere every leaf on e^G#mvery tree Will mock me for noth^Aing ^C#mEternally Find re^Aasons ete^C#mrnally

^EBroken arrow, saw you out the back...^C#moh ^EOn a winters beach, drag me out to se^C#ma ^ACos you flew too far oh, for a b^Eroken arrow ^ABe the wreck of me, is that your^E fantasy?

^EFledlings that I coul^C#mdn't save ^EWould probably be dea^G#md now anyway I'm sorry that nothin^Ag could change your fate ^C#mCascadia, it's in her hands ^AMy future in her^C#m hands

^EBroken arrow, saw you out the back...^C#moh ^EBleeding on the shells, sick from wea^C#mving spells ^ABut if you don't pull through, I^E swear I'll avenge you ^AAutomatically, 'til the en^Ed of me

^EBroken arrow, saw you out the back...^C#moh ^EOn a winters beach, drag me out to se^C#ma ^ACos you flew too far oh, for a b^Eroken arrow ^ABe the wreck of me, is tha^Et your fantasy?