Lovely song acoustic style Capo 2nd fret G (320003@1)She used to say about love that it should come from above Cand (x32010@1)it should come from below. G (320003@1) CShe (x32010@1)used to say 'my love wears the lips of a saint,and the hips of a whore' CAnd (x32010@1)when we,d walk along the streets she,d say, C'If (x32010@1)it rains now I hope to God it pours. G (320003@1) And with her beautiful ideas, Cyeah (x32010@1)she,d cut me in half clean as a broad sword. D (xx0232@1) CAnd (x32010@1)now I, just can,t seem to get out of bed anymore yeah. D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1)And now my, my heart hangs worn and weak like an old wire door. D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) CAnd (x32010@1)now I ,I just can,t seem to get out of bed anymore... G (320003@1) She used to say that magic was the edge C (x32010@1)And science and God,they were the sides of a copper penny piece G (320003@1) Yeah and far better to keep it spinning and spinning C (x32010@1) than for one side to fall and to freeze. G (320003@1) Oh when we,d walk along the pier, she,d point at the waves and say 'Under there, C (x32010@1) that,s where we,r going when we,r asleep', G (320003@1) CYou (x32010@1)know once she let it slip that I was the best of her beautiful ideas and now i ... D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) Just can,t seem to get out of bed anymore yeah D (xx0232@1) CAnd (x32010@1)now my, my heart hangs worn and weak lke an old wire door D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) And now I, I just can,t seem to get out of bed anymore.. GShe (320003@1)used to say 'lets get naked and get under the sheets' C (x32010@1) 'lets get naked and get under the sheets, X 4
