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