The Boy Who Cried Wolf - Inverted Queen

  • (4 voturi)
  • Contribuție:  alecz93

| C A| A|
| C A| A|

A                C
Pierce the lace, this skin is way too tight 
And i am such a sucker for the friction.. 
Silken ropes around your greatest hopes, 
Bent on a mission for submission... 
You see i always knew, you were the type to bring 
A loaded gun to a knife party... 
Am     F            Em
Swing, little bird, swing 
In spite of broken wings.. 
Am    F            Em
Sing, little bird, sing 
Tonight’s sorrows and dreams, 
    F              Em 
Oh, you’ll sing to please this jaded king 
Am    F            Em
Sing, little bird, sing.. 

And i’ll be back to get some... 

You are the courtesan, kissing and slitting the throat, 
                                   B (o descendenta scurta)
A paper one too many times folded 
C#                                 B
An ever changing universe,