Am F Am Em
Am F Am Em
Am F Am Em
Am F Am Em

Am F Am Em
Am F Am Em


[Verse]

Am                   F
I can see it in your eyes now,
Am       Em             Am
you have come to resent me
      F       Am     Em
Condescension in the silence
Am               F
Your fingers are tired girl,
Am       Em                Am
How they falter against my thigh
                F              Am              Em
Your kisses are pining for the lips of someone else


[Chorus]

Am                  F
Your visits getting shorter
Am                    F       G
Your heart is getting further from me
Am                    F
Your touch is getting colder
Am         F         G
Always somewhere you need to be
Am           F      Am             F   G
Boys in blue blazers, boys on motorbikes
Am           F                     Am           F   G
Boys in your maths class who'll do anything you ask


[Verse 2]

Am                        F                     Am
You're pulling the trigger and the gun is in my mouth
                   Em
A subtle annoyance laced with disgust
Am                F                             Am
When you get older and those boys grow tired of you
                            Em
You can come find me, I can never hate you


[Chorus 2]

Am                  F
Your visits getting shorter
Am                    F       G
Your heart is getting further from me
Am                    F
Your touch is getting colder
Am         F         G
Always somewhere you need to be
Am           F          Am           F   G
Boys on your left side, boys on your right
Am           F                Am           F   G
Boys by your locker who'll do anything you ask


[Bridge]

Am                          F
Lets spend the whole day in bed then
C                        G                Am
Cause if we don't you'll want to, want to leave
                        F
I try to hold something I can
C                       D    E      Am
I try to hold something I can never keep


[Chorus 3]

Am
Your visits getting shorter
F
Your heart is getting further from me
Am
Your touch is getting colder
G
Always somewhere you need to be
Am           F          Am           F   G
Boys on your left side, boys on your right
Am           F                Am           F   G
Boys by your locker who'll do anything you ask

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