I've Been Delivered
The Wallflowers
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E, B, A, EA, B, A, EE B I could break free from theA Wood of a coffinE If I needA But nothin's hard asB Gettin' free from placesA E I've already beenE I've been waste-deepB A In the burnin' meadowsE Of my mindA In the engineB In cold DecemberA E Shootin' fire from the hoseE G#m Now turn off your lightsC#m E 'Cause I'm not comin' homeA B 'Til I'm delivered for the firstA E timeE B I was first-born to a paradeA E That follows in rowsA B Down a narrow cold black riverA Faceless shadowsE Movin' slowE I would move swift whenB A E The sounds of a trumpet would blowA I've been the puppetB I've been the stringsA E I know the vacant face it bringsE G#m Now the bells of curfewC#m E They may ring before I'm throughE But soonContinúa después del anuncioA B I'll be delivered for the firstA E timeE You might keep cleanB A E In the back of an angel motorcadeA B It doesn't matter who walks inA E You know, the joke is still the sameE You'll just wake upB A Like a disposable loverE DecomposedA I've been goneB I've been rememberedA I've been aliveE I've been the ghostE G#m So now, if downtown explodesC#m E I'll still be on this roadA B 'Til I'm delivered for the firstA E timeE I have drawn bloodB From the necklineA E When vampires were in fashionA You know I'd even learnB To cut my throatA E If I thought I could fit inE 'Cause I, I once heardB That you gotta learnA E How to blend in to this messA Where nothin's hardB Nothin's preciousA E And nothin's smooth or flawlessE G#m Now, no more amusedC#m E A Just screaming to be deliveredB A E For the first timeE B Now I'm 10 miles in the deepA E And mighty blue seaA B Looking back, towards a long white beachA E Burnin' up into yellow flamesE And I just wave backB A Like a little boy up on a ponyE In a showA 'Cause I can't fixB Something this complexA E Any more than I can build a roseE G#m So just keep on letting goC#m E 'Cause I must be closeA B To being delivered for the firstA E timeE Now I'd rather bleed outB A A long stream from being lonelyE And feel blessedA B Well than drown, laying face downA E In a puddle of respectE I was once lostB A In the corridors of the arenaE In blindfoldsA I've been the bullB I've been the whipA E I just pulled down the matadorE G#m So now, turn on your lightsC#m E 'Cause I'm comin' homeA B I've been delivered for the firstA E timeE, B, A, EA, B, A, E