A C#m This time of night I could call you up Bm D I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes A E And if I die clutching your photograph Bm D Don't call me boring, it's just 'cause I like you. A C#m Oh, take me on back, take me on back and take me back Bm To the place where I could feel your heart D Is this the end or just the start of A E Something really, really beautiful Bm D Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly? F#m Won't you... A C#m F#m Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away D A C#m I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you." D A C#m F#m No, I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film D A Flash across your Roman features, C#m F#m And I loved it, loved it. No, I don't care if A C#m You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well Bm D I'm sorry; everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose A E Would you believe it, she sent me a letter, Bm D The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy. A C#m Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips Bm D Poetry is not a luxury; it's how I'll break this home A E And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me? Bm D Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is remember, F#m I heard you... A C#m F#m Inside your room, you said, "You’ve never really lived D A C#m Until your back’s against the wall.” Oh, did you really mean it? D A C#m F#m I never break my gaze, if just to see the stars remain reflected in your eyes C#m I think it's time to go home Instrumental: Use same progression as verse: A C#m Bm A E Bm D A C#m Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty. Bm D See there's a place where I sink to sleeping A E She said oh, my vote is as red as my blood Bm D Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet. F#m God speed... A C#m F#m I break the law once every week to feel your touch, D A C#m What's a book to you in bed, do you feel better, older? D A C#m F#m This just makes me ill; your name is dripping from my pen D A Still you're not around to curse, C#m F#m I'll drop the gun now; I'm still under you... Instrumental: F#m D repeated A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep tonight A F#m Marianne, you’ll have to go to sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away. End on A