Drop Me Off

G                          C               G   C  G
At first I wasn’t sure but now I have no idea.
           G                              C             Em    D
And it’s a feeling I ain’t never had that also feels familiar.
        G                          C                          G
And the present ain’t dead and the future’s got room for the living.
        G                 C          G      Am    D
But I’m certain now for a long, long time ago.

            C                            G
And I don’t mind where I’m going, I just don’t like you so near.
       D                       Em
Let me off at the corner I can walk from here.
      C                             G
I was promised no surprises on this one day of the year.
       D                               Em              D
But it comes as no surprise to me what brings you here again.

G  C  Em  D
G  C  D

      G                C                     Em        D
We’re under attack and I’m going back to the country,
          G             C     G     Am    D
Where the neon signs of stars falling down.
        G                        C                         Em      D
And the president’s dead and the prison’s got room for forgiveness.
          G                 C        Bm             Am  D
But it’s over our heads and way past the point of a lie.

            C                            G
And I don’t mind where I’m going, I just don’t like you so near.
       D                        Em
Let me off at the corner, I can walk from here.
      C                             G
I was promised no surprises on this one day of the year.
       D                               Em              D
So it comes as no surprise to me what brings you here again.

          G
There’s a man in the street with a gun in his hand
       C
And he swears that he’s willing to kill.
G
Right from the start, what a miserable part,
      C                     D
And a secret disguised as a thrill.
          G
There’s a deal gone down, was it worth it?
                 Am
Are things according to the way that you planned?
              Bm                       G                  C                         D
Are you forgetting that love is the tiniest glove that is worn in the palm of your hand?

Cifra adaptada de fontes públicas. Direitos da composição pertencem aos autores e gravadoras originais. Esta página é parte do projeto educacional Mania de Músico.