The Smith Street Band

The Smith Street Band

Don't Mention The War
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Verse 

F# 
I woke up out the window; I'd kind of planned on waking up with you 
                                                         B                           F# 
And the posters cover the walls like sticking plasters on scabs while I pretended to sleep 
                        B 
In case someone came home 
                    F#                  Db 
And I don't want to speak; I want to be alone 
           Ebm                   B 
Let's just sit beside each other and... 

                   F#                      B 
Not mention the war, not speak of the struggle 
           Ebm                        Db 
Deny the divorce and always roll our eyes at anyone that isn't us 
F#                       B 
And the walls they close in, and your world gets smaller still 
Ebm              Db                                F# 
There are better ways to get your timesheet filled 

        F#                        B      F#                          B 
And the razor you bought from the market is teasing me rusted on the floor 
        F#                       B           F#                                   B 
And the bits we ripped off the carpet leave splintered wood that makes my feet sore 
           Ebm                    Db 
And as the traffic slows down outside they all ignore the sunshine 
Ebm                 B          Db 
  They drive from indoors to indoors 

                          F#                      B 
And don't mention the war, don't speak of the struggle 
           Ebm                        Db 
Deny the divorce and always roll our eyes at anyone that isn't us 
F#                       B 
And the walls they close in, and your world gets smaller still 
Ebm              Db                         B 
There are better ways to get your timesheet filled 


Bridge 

B                        Db           Ebm                           F#m 
And what's the right part to start to change, when I want nothing of me the same? 
B       Db                Ebm    F# 
Isn't this supposed to be summer? 
B                                       Db 
Isn't this supposed to be everything at once? 
         Ebm 
And they said it wouldn't be so easy to fall quickly in and out of love 
B                             Db                                Ebm 
What's the point in trying to change? None of this can stay the same 


Verse 

                          F#                       B 
Just don't mention the war, don't speak of the struggle 
           Ebm                        Db 
Deny the divorce and always roll our eyes at anyone that isn't us 
F#                       B 
And the walls they close in, and your world gets smaller still 
Ebm              Db                                F# 
There are better ways to get your timesheet filled

Enviado por: Victor Borges

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