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