Ab Gm Cm GmAb Eb Ab Eb [Verse]Eb Ab She paints in greyBb She closes her eyesAb Eb 'Till fireworks and palm trees almost look alikeAb She looks up to me and whispersBb Cm Gm "I won't be here in a year"Ab Bb So I take the long road to think and wonder whyAb Eb I can't sleep with all this sunlightAb Bb If there's still evidence of usCm Eb Why can't that be enough?Cm Don't mean to drag you downEb Ab You taste just like you always do [Chorus]Bb Fm Isabelle hides so I can find my wayEb Ab G Eb Fm I'd give anything just to surround your dreamsCm Eb Bb [Bridge]Ab The envy of the deadBb Eb The sound of scissors and sleepAb I can't believe you dreamedEb Gm And pulled all of your clothes offAb You're not supposed to drinkEb Bb With what's inside your purseF And not expect me to not to call you out[Verse]Ab Cm Bb Cm I'm guiding your chin to my lipsGm Eb Gm Using only my fingertipsBb Eb All we have are parking lots and nowhere to goF If you love me, then show me more [Chorus]Ab Bb Fm Isabelle watches me from far awayEb Ab Gm Eb Fm I'd give anything just to surround your dreamsEb Fm Cm Dm Eb Ab I know you like when the temperature rises to a boiling heatGm Fm The chlorine and wine found He sees through her nightgownAb And everything fades away Cm Fm Cm Fm (x2) [Bridge]Cm The stars awake But we can't see them outF Fm So why pretend?Cm Fm Is there a train that travels back to yours at 5 AM? Or are we walking?Cm Car alarms and leaves that blowGm Fm They're calling out our namesC But it's gone too farFm Your butane mouth will spit me into flamesCm Ab G CmDb Fm Eb Dm GCm Sorry 'bout it, I can't help itFm Ab Eb G I'm an anarchist in loveEb And I forgot to call youCm Eb I can't break you down whileBb Ab G I think about honey and the sweet New York soundsCm Ab [Chorus]Ab Bb F Fm Cm Isabelle hides so I can't find my wayAb G Gm Cm Ab I'd give anything to carry on and on and on the same wayBb Fm The temperature rises to this boiling heatEb Ab The chlorine and wine foundEb He sees through her nightgownF As Saturday burns away Ab Bb Gm Fm (x2) [Outro]EbAbEb Ab Bb Back in the days, when I was youngGm I’m not a kid anymoreAb F But some days I sit and wish I was a kid againAb Eb Back in the days when I was youngBb Gm I'm not a kid anymoreAb Eb But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again...
Song For Isabelle
Pierce The Veil
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