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Intro Dm G C F Dm G C Bb A Verse 1: Bb C F Bb She wrote pristine verses on the ceiling of my soul Dm G C F Till the British Museum said, 'slow down' Bb C She sang Angelique songs F Bb C Till the devil took tongs and pulled the fire out Am It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired Break Bb F Bb F Verse 2: Bb C F Bb Then the seamstress touched me and my stitches fell away Dm G C Bb F And the choir was singing though I could not hear a word, they said Bb C F Bb 'You're falling up to heaven but you're the wrong way down' Instrumental Dm G C F Dm G C F Verse 3: Bb C Pandemonium in the palace F Bb Desperation on the throne Dm G To tell the first that first is last C Bb F You see, she's finally gone home Bb C She wrote sixteen verses F Bb That my memory slipped upon Dm G Though my clutching fingers C Bb F Held some pieces and the song Dm G C Bb F Dm G C Bb F Dm It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired Break Bb F Bb F Verse 4: Bb C Pandemonium in the palace F Bb Desperation on the throne Dm G To tell the first that first is last C Bb F You see, she's finally gone home Bb C She wrote sixteen verses F Bb That my memory slipped upon Dm G Though my clutching fingers C Bb A Held some pieces and the song Outro Bm A D
Verse 1:
Am It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired
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Verse 3:
Dm It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired
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