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