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.