I just worked this out from listening to her play. it doesn't sound quite right and im not sure about the end bit so don't expect perfection! Bdim7 1st fret bar 2nd fret, 2nd string 3rd fret, 3rd and 5th string Capo 1st fret Am He wants to die in a lake in Geneva Bdim7 The mountains can cover the shape of his nose Am He wants to die where nobody can see him Bdim7 But the beauty of his death will carry on so Am Bdim7 I don’t believe him Am He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him Bdim7 And sometimes we're scorned and sometimes I believe him Am And sometimes I’m convinced that my friends think I’m crazy Bdim7 Get scared and call him, but he’s usually hazy Am At 1 in the morning, the day is not ended Bdim7 By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend Am By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it Bdim7 Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it Am Bdim7 And I don’t believe him Am Bdim7 Morning is mocking me Am I wander the streets, avoiding them eats Bdim7 Till ring on my finger slips to the ground A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city The veins of which have broken me down And I don’t believe him Morning is mocking me Am G Am G The gods that he believes Am G Am G never fail to amaze me He believes in the love in his god of all things But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him Am G I can’t control you, I don’t know you well F Bdim7 These are the reasons I think that you’re ill Am G I can’t control you, I don’t know you well F Bdim7 These are the reasons I think that you’re ill Am Bdim7 And since last that we parted last that i saw him down by a river, silent and hardened Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky I was just happy, my manic and I He couldn’t see me; the sun was in his eyes Am? Bdim7? F G? And birds were singing to calm us down Am? Bdim7? F E And birds were singing to calm us down Am G And I’m sorry young man, I cannot be your friend. I don’t believe in a fairytale end I don’t keep my head up all of the time I find it dull when my heart meets my mind Am G And I hardly know you, I think I can tell F Bdim7 These are the reasons I think that we're ill Am G I hardly know you, I think I can tell F Bdim7 These are the reasons I think that I'm ill Am G Am G Am G Am G And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me Am Bdim7 Am Bdim7 My nihilist, my happy man, my manic and I Am? Bdim7? F? E Have no plans to move on Am? G? F Bdim7 And the birds are singing to calm us down Am? G? F E And the birds are singing to calm us down Am