Wash Her Away(Chords)

	        


Intro: 
Ebsus2 -     C#sus2 - Bbm      3x  


Ebsus2                                                           
        Eyes like  
  Esus2                                                        
a        slash across her face  
C#sus2                                                           
        Lips I'd  
Bbm                                                           
     kill a man to taste  

       Ebsus2                 Ebsus2                                  
What -        ever this stuff        is 
I'm buying  
       C#sus2                                                   
What -         ever it does 
Bbm                      Ebsus2                                     
     I'll do it 'til I'm          dying  


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Ebsus2                       C#sus2/Ab                                    
        I can't wash her a -             way  
             Bbm                                             
It's getting      under my skin  
Ebsus2                       C#sus2/Ab                                    
        I can't wash her a -           way  
      Bbm                                                    
I can      feel her closing in  


Ebsus2                                                           
        Hands like  
  Ebsus2                                                        
a        carnival of queens  
C#sus2                                                           
        Hair like  
  Bbm                                                        
a      heart attack of dreams  


  Ebsus2                                                        
A         voice so soft  
          Ebsus2                                                
you could         cut it with a kiss  
C#sus2                                                           
        Screams so small  
          Bbm                                                
you could      hold them in your fist  


Ebsus2                                                           
        Little white fingertips  
Ebsus2                                                           
        running up your back  
       C#sus2                                                   
Little        needling scores where  
    Bbm                                                      
her      nails leave a track  


Ebsus2                       C#sus2/Ab                                    
        I can't wash her a -            way  
      Bbm                                                    
She's      living in my skin  
Ebsus2                               C#sus2/Ab                            
        I can't seem to wash her a -           way  
      Bbm                                                    
I can      feel her closing in  



Break: 
Fsus2 -     Ebsus2 - Cm      3x  

Ebsus2                                                           
        Eyes like  
  Ebsus2                                                        
a        slash across her face  
     C#sus2                                                     
Lips        so damn sweet  
               Bbm                                           
you'd cut your      tongue out for a taste  


       Ebsus2                  Ebsus2                                 
What -         ever this stuff        is 
I'm buying  
         C#sus2                                                 
If she's        nothing but a coffin least  
      Bbm                                                    
she's      good enough to die in  


        Ebsus2                                                  
She's a        ballroom  
        Ebsus2                                                  
full of        dancing chairs  
        C#sus2                                                  
She's a        child in disguise  
       Bbm                                                   
hiding      bullets in her hair  


  Ebsus2                                                        
A        voice so soft  
          Ebsus2                                                
you could        cut it with a kiss  
C#sus2                                                           
        Screams so small  
          Bbm                                                
you could      hold them in your fist  


      Ebsus2                                                    
Every         one night stand  
     Ebsus2                                                     
is a         six week stretch  
                                        C#sus2/Ab                  
                 (y´ can´t wash her a -           way) 
                            Bbm                              
Craving her arms twisted up      around your neck  


Ebsus2                                                           
        Skin so white 
  Ebsus2                                                        
a       heart so pure  
                                       C#sus2/Ab                   
                (y´ can´t wash her a -           way) 
                                 If you          open up her veins  
              Bbm                                            
you'd see the      light run through her 


Ebsus2                            C#sus2/Ab      Bbm     
           you can´t wash her a -            way    
Ebsus2                            C#sus2/Ab      Bbm    
           you can´t wash her a -            way    
Ebsus2                            C#sus2/Ab      Bbm      
           you can´t wash her a -            way    
Ebsus2 // 


	        

Written by Justin Currie/Iain Harvie