Standard (EADGBE)
When we walked the streets together
All the faces seemed to smile back,
And now the pavements have nothing to offer
And all the faces seem to need a slap
Theres an unfamiliar grip
on an unfamiliar handkerchief
Attending to the tears on cheeks
I wouldnt notice
With you no matter how vicious the grief
Her expression was damp and crooked
Grabs onto my throat and wont let go
Wont let go
Wont let go
Wont let go
Save me from
The secateurs
Ill pretend
I didnt hear
Cant you see
Im the ghost in the wrong coat
Biting butter and crumbs
Theres a handsome maverick
You dont talk about to keep me calm
And I can't help it if I create a version
That pulls you back onto his arm
Please dont tell me
You dont have to darling, I can sense
That he painted you a gushing sunset
And slayed angry panthers in your defence.
And he stands separate and ever deadly
Clings onto my throat and wont let go
Wont let go
Wont let go
Wont let go
Save me from
The secateurs
Ill pretend
I didnt hear
Cant you see
Im a ghost in the wrong coat
Biting butter and crumbs
Solo
Save me from
The secateurs
Ill pretend
I didnt hear
Cant you see
Im the ghost in the wrong coat
Biting butter and crumbs