Kunci: B minor
Verse 1
(One, two, three)
Bbm
Ebm
Why are you hanging on
Ab
To the rope that I'm hanging from
This was an escape plan
Ebm
(this was an escape plan)
Gb
Carefully timed it so that we'd go
Ab
And dive into the waves below
Pre-chorus 1
Bbm
Db
Who tends the orchards?
Gb
Who fixes up the gables?
Bbm
From the head of your high table
Gb
From the rocky mountain spring?
Gb
To feel your words and their sharp sting?
Chorus 1
And I'm getting fucking tired
Bbm
Db
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
Db
For somebody I thought was my saviour
Gb
Ab
Bbm
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
Db
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
Db
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
Gb
Ab
You make me do too much labour
Interlude 1
Bbm
Ebm
Gb
Ab
(You make me do too much labour)
Verse 2
Bbm
Ebm
Apologies from my tongue
Ab
Busy lapping from flowing cup
Bbm
And stabbing with your fork
I know you're a smart man
Ebm
(I know you're a smart man)
Gb
Ab
And weaponize the false incompetence
Pre-chorus 2
It's dominance under a guise
Bbm
Db
If we had a daughter
Gb
I'd watch and could not save her
Bbm
From the head of your high table
Db
She'd do what you taught her
Gb
She'd meet the same cruel fate
Gb
So I can undo this mistake
Chorus 2
At least I've gotta try
Bbm
Db
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
Db
For somebody I thought was my saviour
Gb
Ab
Bbm
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
Db
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
Db
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
Gb
Ab
You make me do too much labour
Bridge 1
Therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
Bbm
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
Bbm
Db
Twenty-four seven baby machine
Gb
Ab
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
Bbm
Db
It's not an act of love if you make her
Gb
Ab
You make me do too much labour
Bridge 2
Db
Therapist, mother, maid
Gb
Ab
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
Bbm
Db
Just an appendage, live to attend him
Gb
Ab
So that he never lifts a finger
Bbm
Db
Twenty-four seven baby machine
Gb
Ab
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
Bbm
Db
It's not an act of love if you make her
Gb
Ab
You make me do too much labour
Chorus 3
Bbm
Db
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
Db
For somebody I thought was my saviour
Gb
Ab
Bbm
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
Db
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
Gb
Ab
Bbm
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
Db
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
Gb
Ab
You make me do too much labour
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