The Killers

The Killers

A Matter Of Time
Composição de (Brandon Flowers, Dave Brent Keuning, Mark August Stoermer, Ronnie Jr. Vannucci)
Em 
You're looking for a way out 
              Bm     A    Em  
I can feel it 
Em 
Come on, show me where it hurts 
                     Bm     A    Em  
Maybe I can heal it 


Em 
Your feelings are your own 
                                    Bm     A    Em  
Now you keep 'em under lock and key 
Em      
You got me drivin' through the streets 
                             Bm     A    Em  
For an answer to the mystery 


    G             D                  A 
The world's still weak on Charleston Avenue 
   G          D                A 
Outside that vacant Starlight Motel I see you 
  G                 D 
Laughing with your girlfriends 
       A                        D     A       Em       
Not a care in the world, not a burden on your mind 


Em 
It was a matter of time 



Em 
There's a panic in this house  
                          Bm     A    Em  
and it's bound to surface 
Em 
Just walkin' through the front door  
                Bm      A    Em 
makes me nervous 


Em 
It's creepin' up the floorboards, 
                               Bm      A    Em                   
got me wondering where I stand 
Em 
I cannot put out the fire, 
                                   Bm      A    Em 
I got a book of matches in my hand 


G             D                   A 
When we first met, headstrong and filled with doubt 
G                         D                     A 
Made just enough hustling tables that summer to take you out 
      G                  D             A                   D 
I was fallin' back on forever when you told me about your heart 
            A       Em  
You laid it on the line 


G                  D 
Laughing with your girlfriends 
       A                       D      A   G 
Not a care in the world, not a burden on your mind 

(You laid it on the line) 


G              A               D    A    G 
It was just a matter, It was a matter of time 


   G                 A  
We found ourselves a place 
       D           G 
We belong in it forever 
           D              A 
Ain't that what it's all about? 
         G                A 
Make the promise and keep it 
     D               G 
Come hell or high water 
      D   A      G 
We'd figure it out 


           G                 A 
It was the night, it was the moon 
           D                  G 
It was the green grass in the garden 
    G               A 
The victory and the sin 


G                    A 
I know you're weary, look at me 
D               G 
Flailin' in the corner 
           G 
Here's the towel 
A               G 
Go on, throw it in 

G        D         G 
It was a matter of time 
G                       D               A 
Can't you see that it's tearing me up inside? 
G                          A 
Look what's laying at our feet 
           G                   A 
That's the wreckage of broken dreams 
    D                      A 
And burned out 
G             A       G 
And it's here on our street

Enviado por: Jesse Gomes

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