Absynthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Jason Webley

Tom original: C Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 4
C

(início)

C
After a couple glasses,
    G                         Am G
The floorboards don't feel so secure.
         C             G         F    G
And I'm afraid I could really go down tonight.
        C
I'm out-numbered by the ashes,
     G              Am G
Held hostage by the door.
        C              G       F    G
And the air in here is so damn loud tonight.

Chorus

         F                        G
But I've got this old four-by-six photograph,
      C                         Am
Your face pressed up against my shoulder,
F               G               C          G
Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried.
         F                   G
And I've got this big needle stuck in my chest,
   C
So deep it's starting to tickle.
      F                       G         Am
I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase.
F         G              C     G
Love is a sadness with a face.

Verse

C
There's a darkness in all wanting,
   G                   Am G
My intentions all feel stained,
        C           G          F     G
And the Devil keeps filling my glass tonight.
   C
My adrenaline is clotting,
        G                      Am G
And the faces in here all seem strange.
      C                  G                 F    G
But I just want to touch something that'll last tonight.

Chorus

           F                        G
If I could just taste one sip of an answer,
      C                         Am
Maybe I could break out of this drunkard's prison.
    F              G                  C     G
I'm homesick for a place I might have never seen.
          F                        G
Something more than these old feet brought me here,
         C
So these feet can't take me away.
F           G              Am
No I didn't get here on my own,
        F                       G                C    G
Whoever brought me here's gonna have to bring me home.

Chorus

         F                        G
But I've got this old four-by-six photograph,
      C
Your face pressed up against my shoulder,
F               G               C          G
Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried.
          F                        G
Something more than these old feet brought me here,
         C
So these feet can't take me away.
      F                       G         Am
I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase.
F         G              C     G   F   G   C
Home is a sadness, not a place.
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