Bb Gm bubbles on my leg Cm Eb a friend pounding at my head Bb Gm she arrived with butterflies Cm Eb i left her wingless Bb Gm a night to feel alive Cm F tonight your bed is mine Bb Gm i thought i was blessed Cm Eb and wrapped a scarf, around her wrist Bb Gm i am new and dangerous Cm Eb but scared to be feared Bb Gm i left a trail of black marks Cm Eb and then i dissapeared Bb Gm for that house not to be Cm Eb the most relevant that time Bb Gm makes me so proud Cm Eb to leave a part of me behind