F lust of the libertines
is really quite Bb tame
It rages quite nice here F beside you
and your lust for Bb fame
well fames such a sinister F game, i know
it could all end this way Bb then
some things wont be the F same
i'm just a face, and a name on a Bb page
well i'll be soundly F sleeping, i'll be soundly sleeping
i'll sleep right through that a Bb ge
verse
well i can deal with all the F blood on my shoes
and the holes in my soul
my spirit is tainted all my tears are f Bb ainted
just as long as F you
you dont f C orget to
uh-oh-oh F
cut me on the w Bb all
by the F graffiti of all the the things i C just couldn't say
F shove me up the w Dm all
Bb oh my darling was the kind of F loving now
C you've left me in the family F way again
verse 2 (as verse 1)
the dust on my tambourine
really can be explained
i need to shake it more often
shake away the blame
well fames such a sinister game
oh i know
the taste of goulash in your mouth as you stumble off stage
forget-me-nots bloom on this day then
but they wither with age
chorus
outro (same as verse)
end
!this is my first tab so any corrections are welcome!
Babyshambles
