Tori Amos

^A Had a Northern lad
^Bm Well not exactly had
^D He moved like the sunset
^E God who painted that-
^A First he loved my accent
^Bm How his knees could bend
^D I thought we'd be ok
^E Me and my molasses
But I ^F#m feel ^E something is wrong
But I ^F#m feel ^E this cake just isn't done
^D Don't say that you don't
And if ^F#m you could ^D see me now
Said if ^F#m you could ^D see me now
Girls you've got to ^F#m know
When it's ^D time to turn the page
When you're only ^A wet
Because of the ^E rain
Bec ^C#m - ^D ause
Because ^A of the ^E rain
Bec ^C#m - ^D ause
^A He don't show much these days
^Bm It gets so fucking cold
^D I loved his secret places
^E But I can't go anymore
^A "You change like sugar cane"
^Bm Says my northern lad
^D I guess you go too far
^E When pianos try to be guitars
I ^F#m feel the ^E west in you
And I ^F#m feel it ^E falling apart too
^D Don't say that you don't
And if ^F#m you could ^D see me now
Said if ^F#m you could ^D see me now
Girls you've got to ^F#m know
When it's ^D time to turn the page
When you're only ^A wet
Because of the ^E rain
Bec ^C#m - ^D ause
Because ^A of the ^E rain
Bec ^C#m - ^D ause