Tonalità: B minor
Verse 1
(One, two, three)
C#m
F#m
Why are you hanging on
B
To the rope that I'm hanging from
C#m
Off this island?
This was an escape plan
F#m
(this was an escape plan)
A
Carefully timed it so that we'd go
B
And dive into the waves below
Pre-chorus 1
C#m
E
Who tends the orchards?
A
Who fixes up the gables?
G#
Emotional torture
C#m
From the head of your high table
E
Who fetches the water
A
From the rocky mountain spring?
G#
And walk back down again
A
To feel your words and their sharp sting?
Chorus 1
And I'm getting fucking tired
C#m
E
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
A
B
C#m
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
E
For somebody I thought was my saviour
A
B
C#m
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
E
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
A
B
C#m
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
E
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
A
B
You make me do too much labour
Interlude 1
C#m
F#m
A
B
(You make me do too much labour)
Verse 2
C#m
F#m
Apologies from my tongue
A
And never yours
B
Busy lapping from flowing cup
C#m
And stabbing with your fork
I know you're a smart man
F#m
(I know you're a smart man)
A
B
And weaponize the false incompetence
Pre-chorus 2
It's dominance under a guise
C#m
E
If we had a daughter
A
I'd watch and could not save her
G#
Emotional torture
C#m
From the head of your high table
E
She'd do what you taught her
A
She'd meet the same cruel fate
G#
So now I've gotta run
A
So I can undo this mistake
Chorus 2
At least I've gotta try
C#m
E
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
A
B
C#m
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
E
For somebody I thought was my saviour
A
B
C#m
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
E
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
A
B
C#m
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
E
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
A
B
You make me do too much labour
Bridge 1
C#m
All day, every day
Therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
C#m
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
C#m
E
Twenty-four seven baby machine
A
B
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
C#m
E
It's not an act of love if you make her
A
B
You make me do too much labour
Bridge 2
C#m
All day, every day
E
Therapist, mother, maid
A
B
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
C#m
E
Just an appendage, live to attend him
A
B
So that he never lifts a finger
C#m
E
Twenty-four seven baby machine
A
B
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
C#m
E
It's not an act of love if you make her
A
B
You make me do too much labour
Chorus 3
C#m
E
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
A
B
C#m
If our love died would that be the worst thing?
E
For somebody I thought was my saviour
A
B
C#m
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
E
The callous skin on my hands is cracking
A
B
C#m
If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
E
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
A
B
You make me do too much labour
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