The Gromble - Desole

B^C#ones that bend in ^G#me formul^Aate apolog^Ey I won't deny tha^F#t you and I were s^Aomething any ^Blonger B^C#ut I can't live to^G# be a stain on ^Ayour biogr^Eaphy Let's w^F#ash this clean this widow's dream I'm s^Aure I could try ha^Erder ^C#Echoes and vag^G#rants ^Asaw you roll up at th^Ee station Cuz there were demons of^G# my o^C#wn creation ^F#now coming o^Aut

^EHow could ^BI have hu^F#rt you ^EOcean eyes that ^Bturned the s^F#ky blue ^EThe blue it f^Bades as da^F#y becomes the night ^EYou'll spin a^Bbove my h^F#ead like passing satellites ^ALike passing s^G#atellites

S^C#mhirt up round you^G#mr head Next the di^Art became your b^Eed Al those old friends of mine, so ^F#serpentine T^Ahey get what they w^Bant H^Ceard the siren s^Gcrea^Gm Hid the ^Awhiskey by the ^Estream Of all the dumb things I've done,^F felt my legs run It was mi^Ales before I st^Bopped them Y^C#ea you were r^G#obbed then But I'm al^Aone, so now we're e^Even Though you're a^F#live out there in the warm Paris air There's a ^Awound that won't stop ^Bbleeding ^E

^EHow could ^BI have hu^F#rt you ^EOcean eyes that ^Bturned the s^F#ky blue ^EThe blue it f^Bades as da^F#y becomes the night ^EYou'll spin a^Bbove my h^F#ead like passing satellites ^ALike passing s^G#atellites

^C#mPerfect porc^G#melain try your b^Aest to let me i^En I'll hold you ^F#high until I ^Adie And never let you s^Bhatter^{E E}It doesn't m^F#atter ^{A E}It doesn't m^F#atter ^{A E}It doesn't m^F#atter ^{A E}It doesn't m^F#atter ^A