Love Bites

            Bm
I'm tearing London limb from limb
                  F#m
It's tearing me apart, but it's us 
or them
                D                  
So howl at the moon, oh how can it 
   F#m
be?
                  Bm      F#m     
The softer the skin the sharper 
    G
the teeth

Yeah!

|D |Bm |F#m |G |
|D |Bm |F#m |G | Bm

[Verse 1: Spencer Charnas]
Bm                                
So call the nurse, 'cause it's 
                 F#m
worse when I'm alone
I've fallen prey to a curse I can't 
    Gm
disown
                 Bb
Is it all in my head?
Bm                                
When I'm at hands of a mental 
             F#m
filled with doubt
But this is love I just can't live 
     Gm
without
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                              Bb
(Despite the thought of the dead)

[Chorus: Spencer Charnas]
                D                  
So howl at the moon, oh how can it 
  F#m
be?
                  Bm       F#m    
The softer the skin the sharper 
     G
the teeth
                 D            
With nowhere to go, nothing to 
      F#m
believe
                   Bm       F#m   
I'm counting on beauty to kill off
       G
 the beast

|D |Bm |F#m |G |
|D |Bm |F#m |G | Bm

[Verse 2: Chelsea Talmadge & Spencer
 Charnas]
                 G                
You bit off more than you could 
D   A
chew
Bm                  A           
  But you taste too good to be 
D   F#m
true
Bm           G              D   
  Safe in my arms you will lay, 
             A           C
cause every dog has its day
              Cm
(Dog has its day)

[Outro: Chelsea Talmadge & Spencer 
Charnas]
                D                  
So howl at the moon, oh how can it 
  F#m
be?
                  Bm       F#m    
The softer the skin the sharper 
     G
the teeth
                 D            
With nowhere to go, nothing to 
      F#m
believe
                   Bm       F#m   
I'm counting on beauty to kill off
        G
 the beast
                D                  
So howl at the moon, oh how can it 
  F#m
be? (Oh how can it be?)
                  Bm       F#m    
The softer the skin the sharper 
     G
the teeth
                 D            
With nowhere to go, nothing to 
      F#m
believe (nothing to believe)
                   Bm       F#m   
I'm counting on beauty to kill off
        G
 the beast
                 D
So just put me down