Song For Isabelle
Pierce The Veil
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Ab Gm Cm GmAb Eb Ab Eb [Verse]Eb Ab She paints in greyBb She closes her eyesAb 'Till fireworks and palm treesEb almost look alikeAb She looks up to me and whispersBb Cm Gm "I won't be here in a year"Ab Bb So I take the long road to think and wonder whyAb Eb I can't sleep with all this sunlightAb Bb If there's still evidence of usCm Eb Why can't that be enough?Cm Don't mean to drag you downEb Ab You taste just like you always do [Chorus]Bb Fm Isabelle hides so I can find my wayEb Ab G Eb I'd give anything just toFm surround your dreamsCm Eb Bb [Bridge]Ab The envy of the deadBb Eb The sound of scissors and sleepAb I can't believe you dreamedEb Gm And pulled all of your clothes offAb You're not supposed to drinkEb Bb With what's inside your purseF And not expect me to not to call you outContinúa después del anuncio[Verse]Ab Cm Bb Cm I'm guiding your chin to my lipsGm Eb Gm Using only my fingertips All we have are parking lots andBb Eb nowhere to goF If you love me, then show me more [Chorus]Ab Bb Fm Isabelle watches me from far awayEb Ab Gm Eb I'd give anything just toFm surround your dreamsEb Fm Cm I know you like when theDm Eb Ab temperature rises to a boiling heatGm Fm The chlorine and wine found He sees through her nightgownAb And everything fades away Cm Fm Cm Fm (x2) [Bridge]Cm The stars awake But we can't see them outF Fm So why pretend?Cm Is there a train that travels backFm to yours at 5 AM? Or are we walking?Cm Car alarms and leaves that blowGm Fm They're calling out our namesC But it's gone too farFm Your butane mouth will spit me into flamesCm Ab G CmDb Fm Eb Dm GCm Sorry 'bout it, I can't help itFm Ab Eb G I'm an anarchist in loveEb And I forgot to call youCm Eb I can't break you down whileBb Ab G I think about honey and the sweet New York soundsCm Ab [Chorus]Ab Bb F Isabelle hides so I can't findFm Cm my wayAb G Gm Cm I'd give anything to carry onAb and on and on the same wayBb The temperature rises to thisFm boiling heatEb Ab The chlorine and wine foundEb He sees through her nightgownF As Saturday burns away Ab Bb Gm Fm (x2) [Otro]EbAbEb Ab Bb Back in the days, when I was youngGm I’m not a kid anymoreAb But some days I sit and wish I wasF a kid againAb Eb Back in the days when I was youngBb Gm I'm not a kid anymoreAb But some days I sit and wish I wasEb a kid again...