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BmWhy are you hanging on Em  
So tiGght
To the rope that Iʼm hanging fromA 
Off this Bmisland
This was an escape plan (EmThis was an escape plan)
Carefully Gtimed it
So let me go A 
N.C.
And dive into the waves below

Pre-Chorus:
    BmWho tends the orchaDrds?
    Who fixes up the Ggables?
    Emotional torF#ture
    From the head of your high taBmble

    Who fetches the waDter
    From the rocky mountain spGring?
    And walk back down agF#ain
    To feel your words and their shaGrp sting

And Iʼm getting fucking tired

Chorus:
    BmThe capillaries in my Deyes are bursting
    GIf our love died, Awould that be the worst thing?
    BmFor somebody I Dthought was my saviour
    You Gsure make me do a Awhole lot of labour

    BmThe calloused skin on my Dhands is cracking
    GIf our love ends, Awould that be a bad thing?
    BmAnd the silence Dhaunts our bed chamber
    GYou make me do Atoo much labour

Instrumental: Bm Em G A

BmApologies for my tonEmgue
Never yoGurs
Busy lapping from flowing cAup

And stabbing with your Bmfork
I know youʼre a smart man (EmI know youʼre a smart man)
And weaponiGse the false incompeAtence
Itʼs dominance under a Bmguise

Pre-Chorus:
    If we had a daughDter
    Iʼd watch and could not save Gher
    The emotional tortF#ure
    From the head of your high Bmtable

    Sheʼd do what you taught Dher
    Sheʼd meet the same cruel Gfate
    So now Iʼve gotta F#run
    So I can undo this miGstake

At least Iʼve gotta try

Chorus:
    BmThe capillaries in my Deyes are bursting
    GIf our love died, Awould that be the worst thing?
    BmFor somebody I Dthought was my saviour
    You Gsure make me do a Awhole lot of labour

    BmThe calloused skin on my Dhands is cracking
    GIf our love ends, Awould that be a bad thing?
    BmAnd the silence Dhaunts our bed chamber
    GYou make me do Atoo much labour

Bridge:
    BmAll day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
    BmNymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
    BmJust an appendage, live to attend him
    BmSo that he never lifts a finger

    BmTwenty-four-seven Dbaby machine
    So Ghe can live out his Apicket fence dreams
    BmItʼs not an act Dof love if you make her
    GYou make me do tAoo much labour

    BmAll day, every day, Dtherapist, mother, maid
    GNymph then a virgin, Anurse then a servant
    BmJust an appendage, Dlive to attend him
    GSo that he never Alifts a finger

    BmTwenty-four-seven Dbaby machine
    So Ghe can live out his Apicket fence dreams
    BmItʼs not an act Dof love if you make her
    GYou make me do Atoo much labour

Chorus:
    BmThe capillaries in my Deyes are bursting
    GIf our love died, Awould that be the worst thing?
    BmFor somebody I Dthought was my saviour
    You Gsure make me do a Awhole lot of labour

    BmThe calloused skin on my Dhands is cracking
    GIf our love ends, Awould that be a bad thing?
    BmAnd the silence Dhaunts our bed chamber
    GYou make me do Atoo much labour Bm  



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