Cinnamo N Tabulatur von Nix

A                    B7
Daydreaming, wandering eyes, 
Bm7                  D
Anticipation and raspberry skies, 
A                      B7
Hushed voices, glistening lakes, 
Bm7                         D
Bombs dropped like raindrops and naive mistakes, 

(the song goes on in that pattern A, B7, Bm7, D)

Cool mornings and rowdy bus rides, 
Creaking cracked pavement and rusty brown pipes, 
Short sessions and long sleepless nights, 
A small shaken body with a wandering mind, 

Mixed signals like a traffic light, 
No one knows who's wrong or right, 

She must feel like cinnamon 
And I must feel like rain 
She must feel like pastel pinks 
And I must feel like pain 
All the constellations in the sky 
And you could only pick one 
All of the lies, regrets, surprise, 
And it all comes undone. 

Peach lipgloss, bad chocolate cake, 
Hiding behind crowds with tears on my face, 
Cold furnace, running outside, 
Avoiding my feelings and kids with blue eyes 

Walks home and final goodbyes 
Chain link fences and horsey rides 
Confusion and watering eyes 
Cold realization in the middle of the night 

Mixed signals and my stomachs tight, 
Nobody knows who's wrong or right, 

She must feel like cinnamon 
And I must feel like rain 
She must feel like pastel pinks 
And I must feel like pain 
All the constellations in the sky 
And you could only pick one 
All of the lies, regrets, surprise, 
And it all comes undone. 

She must feel like apple pie, 
Honeydew and chives 
She must feel like a supernova, 
Glittering with life, 
All the constellations i the sky but you only picked one, 
The lies regrets, surprise, all comes undone, 
The lies, regrets, surprise, all comes undone
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