G#m B You asked if I was feeling it, I'm psycho high F# E Know you won't remember in the morning when I speak my minds G#m B Lights are on and they've gone home but who am I? F# E Oh how fast the evening passes, cleaning up the champagne glasses Cleaning up the champagne glasses We told you this was melodrama (Oh, how fast the evening passes Cleaning up the champagne glasses) Our only wish is melodrama (Oh, how fast the evening passes Cleaning up the champagne glasses) G#m B And the terror, and the horror, when we wonder why we bother E C#m F# Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh G#m B And the terror, and the horror, gotta wonder why we bother E C#m F# Whoa-oh, whoa-oh G#m B All the glamour, and the trauma, and the fucking melodrama E C#m F# Whoa-oh, whoa-oh G#m B All the gunfights, and the limelights, and the hope we stick divine nights E C#m F# Whoa-oh G#m B They'll talk about us, all the lovers, how we kissed and killed each other E C#m F# Whoa-oh G#m B They'll talk about us, and discover, how we kissed and killed each other E C#m F# Whoa-oh G#m B We told you this was melodrama E C#m F# You wanted something that we offered G#m B We told you this was melodrama E C#m F# You wanted something that we offered G#m B We told you this was melodrama E C#m F# You wanted something that we offered G#m B We told you this was melodrama E C#m F# You wanted something that we offered We told you this was melodrama We told you this was melodrama We told you this was melodrama We told you this was melodrama We told you this was melodrama | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC#m E F# G#m B |