Drop

[Intro:  ]F, Bb, C, F 
 
                     F 
The way you drop 
 
             Bb 
Is like a stone 
 
                           C 
Making out you're flying 
 
                               F 
But you've just been thrown 
 
                     F 
'Til kingdom comes 
 
                              Bb 
And through bitten tongues 
 
                         C 
These eyes get stung 
 
                                    F 
With every curse that's sung 
 
                      Bb 
These twisted times  
 
               F 
Can't compare to mine 
         
                    G 
And heaven knows 
 
                      C     Bb   C   Bb  C 
Where loving goes 
 
                       F 
I should have guessed 
 
                         Bb 
When I took that girl 
 
                    C 
Do I love her still 
 
Refrain              F 
Well that's just a chill