C F When you're sat inside C F Dm Whipping up your lines about destroying F C G Like you could only care for the bitter end D F of it again Hold me at your side Call me to deny that I had loved you When I already can't even walk past 12th to get up Granville Chorus: C F C F Even at the golden light of morning Am Leading you away from all this strife F C G Having ordinary company D F That always leaves you dry C F C F Even at the cocaine continental Am Laughing at the way you cut your lines F C G Halving all of everybody's bag D F And bucking up the time When you've had enough So you tossed it up like skeet and shot it Just to mark up your week with a little candy Of blood red Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C D Dm F G |