Intro: C#m 

B                      A 
Oh, she's a dying art, 
A                      C#m 
She's a weathered leaf 
C#m                     A 
At times of thunderstorm. 

B                       A 
And he's a prodigal son, 
A                        C#m 
With his back to the wall, 
C#m                A 
He's an atomic bomb 
A                                B 
And she said, she said, she says: 

B             F#m 
I remember you, 
                      A 
Your switch-blade eyes. 
                        E 
The coolest thing to do, 
                          B 
Was to let you come inside. 

B                    F#m 
Hands behind my back. 
               A 
My tongue tied. 
                 E 
Bare with me now. 
                   B 
Lets go for a ride. 

B                A 
She's a dying art, 
A                      C#m 
She's a weathered leaf 
C#m                      A 
At times of thunderstorm. 


B                       A 
And I'm the prodigal one, 
A                       C#m 
With my back to the wall. 
C#m                A 
I'm the atomic bomb 
A                               B 
And she said, she said, she says: 

B              F#m 
I remember you, 
                       A 
Your switch-blade eyes. 
                        E 
The coolest thing to do, 
                           B 
Was to let you come inside. 

B                   F#m 
Hands behind my back. 
               A 
My tongue tied. 
                E 
Bare with me now. 
               F#m  A   C#m  A 
Lets go for a ride. 

B              F#m 
I remember you, 
                       A 
Your switch-blade eyes. 
                        E 
The coolest thing to do, 
                           B 
Was to let you come inside. 

B                   F#m 
Hands behind my back. 
               A 
My tongue tied. 
                E 
Bare with me now. 
                   B 
Lets go for a ride. 


B           F#m 
For a ride. 
             A E B 
For a ride.