Eb Bb Gm Fm [Verse 1]Eb Run the water 'til it scalds, you know that I'm listeningBb Pitter-patter runs the shower, hits the bare porcelainGm Watch the dirt run down the plughole, hear an echo withinAb They described you nude, in detail, I knew everything[Verse 2]Eb Bb An artist's impression of the Manhattan skylineGm Fm And a soon to be burn scar in the perfect shape of the Sooner StateEb Bb I fall to my knees, my piss-soaked jeansGm Ab The first time, the last time, all the times in-betweenEb Bb Cm Ab The first time, the last time, all the times I would've liked there to have been [Coda]Eb Bb Cm Ab I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the seaEb Bb Cm Ab I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the seaEb Bb Cm Ab Eb I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea
Coda A Burn Scar In The Shape Of The Sooner State
Los Campesinos!
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Tom: