Blood On My Hands
The Sundays
Em
(início)
Fmaj7 G D Cmaj7 When people say it's sad G D Cmaj7 You know it can't be bad G Cmaj7 And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed G D Cmaj7 But now I can't afford to listen to a word they say G Cmaj7 And of all the times we had G D Cmaj7 Oh the ultimate late night B Didn't taste right
Chorus
G Fmaj7 True words that I should know G5 Cmaj7 Blood on my hands Bm When you looked around I couldn't be found F# G A crime's a crime, I'll have to pay
Verse 2
G D Cmaj7 Now I find that I'm thigh deep G D Cmaj7 Too young for the worst of my mind Bm G D You whispered behind me Cmaj7 "If I may make so bold" G Call it young and wild D Cmaj7 B G But I ran a mile in a minute and there's no going back
Chorus
(G) Fmaj7 True words that I should know G5 Cmaj7 Blood on my hands Bm When you looked around I couldn't be found F# G A crime's a crime, I'll have to pay Fmaj7 True words I said to myself G5 Cmaj7 As the wind chilled my bones Bm B Cmaj7 Home alone, you call that a late night?
Instrumental
G A C Fmaj7
Verse 3
G D Cmaj7 When people say you're dead G You know you caught their eye D Cmaj7 And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed G But that's just not the way now D I don't mind telling you Cmaj7 B Nothing is quite what it seems G Fmaj7 True words that I should know Cmaj7 Must have been blood on my hands Bm When you look around I couldn't be found F# G A crime's a crime but I don't mind Fmaj7 True words that I should know well G5 Cmaj7 But surely by now I could say to myself Bm F# "The days are getting longer so I better get stronger fast" Cmaj7 G Surely by now?
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