Expo 86

[Intro]. 

F#m  A 


verse 1. 

    E                  A           E 
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends 
   A                 E             A               E 
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again 
    A               E                A                 E 
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth 
    A                E                A                E       A 
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. 


 


[Refrão]
    E    A       E        A    E            A  E  A 
But if I move my place in line I'll lose. 
    E      A           E     A               E      A  E  A 
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued. 

     B                                  Bsus2 
I am waiting for something to go wrong. 
     B 
I am waiting for familiar resolve. 

E  A  E  A 
E  A  E 


verse 2. 

    A                   E                A              E 
Sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect 
    A                   E                  A              E 
The twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends 
    A                 E                A               E 
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf 
    A                E                 A           E        A 
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself 




[Refrão]

    E    A       E        A    E          A  E  A 
But if I move my place in line I'll lose. 
    E      A           E     A               E      A  E  A 
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued. 

     B                               Bsus2 
I am waiting for something to wrong 
     B                               A 
I am waiting for familiar resolve 
     C#m                             C#sus4 
I am waiting for another repeat 
        B 
Another diet fed by crippling defeat 
         B 
And I am waiting for that sense of relief 
     B 
I am waiting for you to flee the scene 
          C#m 
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun 
           B 
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved. 


Bridge. 

B   E A    E B    E A   B   E 

E 
And it's strange 
         F#m 
They are basically the same 
           A                    E 
So I don't ask names anymore. 


verse 3. 

    E                  A           E 
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends 
   A                 E             A               E 
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again 
    A               E                A                 E 
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth 
    A                E                A                E       A  E  A  E 
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. 


Outro. 

    A                E                A                E       A  E  A  E 
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. 
    A                E                A                E 
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. 
A  E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A 

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