A Torch

Sarge

Tom original: Dm Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 6

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A
Dm Bb F C
Dm Bb F A
Dm Bb F C
Dm Bb F A

Verse 1

Dm               Bb              F
 They left with clothes in disarray
                C                 Dm
And her on the bed, fifteen that day
               Bb
They got her drunk
           F       C
They never   apologized
     Dm             Bb                  F
She kept her mouth shut the way girls should
            C                    Dm
Tried to decide just where she stood
               Bb          F              C            Dm
And i was the only one to see the glowing anger in her eyes

Chorus 1

                Bb                    C
I still wonder what went through her mind
               Dm                Bb             C
Think she was sick to death of trying to keep quiet
         Dm              Bb
And she bought a box of matches
             C                               Bb
Cause this flame was growing brighter every night
                        Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F A
And she took this as a sign
Dm Bb F C     Bb Bb A5 A5

Verse 2

Dm              Bb             F
 That life was gonna be like this
                C
They get their way you watch it
Dm              Bb               F               C
 She's not the first and she's probably not the last
    Dm                  Bb
Then  three more girls talked
            F                 C
Killed any doubt that she had any choice about
Dm                 Bb
 A little light inside that told her
F        C
 It was time to take revenge

Chorus 2

Dm                Bb                    C
  I still wonder what went through her mind
             Dm             Bb             C
Think she'd had enough of trying to keep quiet
         Dm              Bb
And she bought a box of matches
             C                               Bb
Cause this flame was growing brighter every night
                     Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F A
And it was almost time
Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F
Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F A
Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F A

Chorus 3

Dm               Bb                    C
 I still wonder what went through her mind
          Dm                   Bb                 C
When the first spark flew i'd like to think she smiled
       Dm              Bb
And she  carried that torch
                  C                                        Bb
Cause the stale smell of their sweat still clung to her insides
                                        Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F A
She didn’t leave until the last flame died
Dm Bb F C     Dm Bb F C
Dm

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