White Lies - Finish Line: chords

E
Too late
                    C#m
He knows you're all back-to-front
      A
Your bottom lip shaking
                               E
Your happiness quakes as it's torn apart
E
Sunday late
                C#m
When you go and get your stuff
         A
"What's yours is mine"
                               E
That unpractical line back to bite your arm

D#m                  B
No, don't leave him anything
                   D#m
No letters on the side
                 B
You've gone over everything
                   D#m
Screw-ups and the whys
                B
Erase him, his memory
                C#
A tortured de cline
     F#
Was never your style

Chorus:
          A                  G#m
And it's wild dreams of the start
       E/B     B
At the finish line
 A           G#m
Gum peeling apart
          E
From each other's lives

Too late
They all know you hate your jobs
Your liminal friends with their plans to ascend
Like some holy mob

Get it straight
A lifeboat's for better hearts
Prescription or not
There's some morals forgot white-tattoo them on

No, don't read him anything
No poem, song or line
There's virtue in everything
But most in all that's quiet
An action is meddling
A dagger in time
Better leave it to dry

Chorus - x2

Dm                  C
Wild dreams of the start
        G
At the finish liine
Dm             C
Gum peeling a part
          G
From each other's liives

Wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

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A

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C

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C#

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C#m

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Dm

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D#m

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E

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F#

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G

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G#m

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B

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