The Gaslight Anthem

The Gaslight Anthem

Aint That A Shame
Composição de (Brian Fallon/The Gaslight Anthem/Benny Horowitz/Alex Levine/Alex Rosamilia)
Am                       
Well, I'm tired of hearing voices, I don't wanna hear no more. 
    F                            C              G 
So call somebody, baby... I'll be useless in the morning. 
    Am                  
My heart is all in tatters, I ain't nobody's saint. 
         F                        C             G 
I'm just trying not to call you, trying not to call you. 

       Am                Dm 
And I learned the rules out with the wolves. 
      C                  G 
I'm vicious now, honey, cruel and unprincipled. 
      Am                    Dm                 C    Am  G 
With tears in my eyeballs, wine on my lips, uh huh. 

    C         
And all my love, my love, is a plague. 
G 
Ain't that a shame? Ain't that a shame? 
   Am  
I throb and wince and weep, just the same... 
   F                  C  
I can't feel a thing 
G             Am 
ain't that a shame? 
        Am 
Now somebody hit the lights, get the ropes and medicines 
     F                          C              G 
And think about it, sugar, and how it's gonna end. 
Am                          
Last night I was freezing, tonight I'm soaking wet. 
        F                         C      G   
Well, I must've had a fever, salivating in my bed. 

Am                       Dm 
And I learned the rules out with the wolves. 
     C                   G 
I'm vicious now, honey, dumb and insatiable. 
      Am                         Dm                 C    Am  G 
With tears in my eyeballs, your name on my lips, uh huh. 

    C         
And all my love, my love, is a plague. 
G 
Ain't that a shame? Ain't that a shame? 
   Am  
I throb and wince and weep, just the same... 
   F                  C  
I can't feel a thing 
G             Am 
ain't that a shame? 

    Am     G              Am                    F  
And all my love, she's a plague... ain't that a shame? 
                          C 
And you know you're gonna wait so long, time slips away. 
          G 
Till you can't feel the kick, my, how we've changed. 
   Am                                      F 
I stood on the platform, waiting in vain... blue light, my baby... 
    C  
And all my love, my love is a plague. 
G 
Ain't that a shame, ain't that a shame? 
Am 
Like poisonous fingers right in your veins, 
F 
Who do you love? Who do you blame? 
C 
Nobody knows what trouble I'm in. 
G 
Ain't that a shame, ain't it a shame? 
Am 
My poisonous fingers inside your veins, 
           F                 C   
They gonna get you someday... 
     G             Am 
Now ain't that a shame?

Enviado por: Fernando Santana

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