[ Предположительная тональность: C ] F F B F Cm I spent a long time watering a plant made out of plastic B B F And I curse the ground for growing green F F B Gm Cm I spent a long time substituting honest with sarcastic B B F And I curse my tongue for being mean [Verse] Bm Cm And weightless, breathless restitute Bm Cm Motionless and absolute Bm Cm B Gm He cut me open, sucked the poison from an aging wound Bm Cm Now fifty thousand war cadets Bm Cm Would cower at this small brunette Bm Cm To my surprise, not six feet high Gm Would reach and grab the moon if I Cm Gm Should ask or just imply C That I wanted a bit more light F So I could look inside his eyes Fm And get the colors just right F F F F F F C# Fm Just right, just right, just [Interlude] Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm C# Fm Fm Fm Fm B7 Build love, build God, build provinces Fm Build calluses, break promises Fm B7 Fm 'Cause I could never hold a perfect thing and not demolish it Fm B7 What Am I thinking? What does this mean? Fm G How could somebody ever love me? F N.C. B N.C. Talk to your man, tell him he's got bad news comin'