Intro: C#m B A Oh, she's a dying art, A C#m She's a weathered leaf C#m A At times of thunderstorm. B A And he's a prodigal son, A C#m With his back to the wall, C#m A He's an atomic bomb A B And she said, she said, she says: B F#m I remember you, A Your switch-blade eyes. E The coolest thing to do, B Was to let you come inside. B F#m Hands behind my back. A My tongue tied. E Bare with me now. B Lets go for a ride. B A She's a dying art, A C#m She's a weathered leaf C#m A At times of thunderstorm. B A And I'm the prodigal one, A C#m With my back to the wall. C#m A I'm the atomic bomb A B And she said, she said, she says: B F#m I remember you, A Your switch-blade eyes. E The coolest thing to do, B Was to let you come inside. B F#m Hands behind my back. A My tongue tied. E Bare with me now. F#m A C#m A Lets go for a ride. B F#m I remember you, A Your switch-blade eyes. E The coolest thing to do, B Was to let you come inside. B F#m Hands behind my back. A My tongue tied. E Bare with me now. B Lets go for a ride. B F#m For a ride. A E B For a ride.
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