Bb            Gm
bubbles on my leg
Cm                         Eb
a friend pounding at my head
Bb                       Gm
she arrived with butterflies
           Cm        Eb
i left her wingless
Bb                 Gm
a night to feel alive
Cm                   F
tonight your bed is mine
Bb                   Gm
i thought i was blessed
                Cm                 Eb
and wrapped a scarf, around her wrist
Bb            Gm
i am new and dangerous
Cm                Eb          
but scared to be feared
Bb                 Gm
i left a trail of black marks
         Cm          Eb
and then i dissapeared
Bb             Gm
for that house not to be
Cm                     Eb
the most relevant that time
Bb          Gm   
makes me so proud
Cm                    Eb
to leave a part of me behind