Home taby ukulele według AlicebanD

one, two, three, four

[Chorus]
Dm
cold flicker, candle sweating,
Bb
thoughts come of fire burning
F                               C
everything you made will end up broken
Dm
cheap thoughts and cheaper dresses
Bb
you flirt quick then learn your lesson
F                                      C
she only makes that moaning when she’s faking it
Dm
fake sounds and plastic feelings
Bb
freckles and skins all peeling
F                              C
soon comes the night when i go home.
Dm
Home brings the same old things
Bb
hair knots and safety pins
A                               Dm
a man does the same things she always does
Dm
home brings a lot more things
Bb
like sitting up and singing hymns
A                            Dm
so i will lay the table but i will not sing
    Dm
and i will not sing


[Verse]
Dm
And i thought, what will i do?
Bb
now ive got no excuse
A                                   Dm
and all this bullshit has landed in my hands
Dm
like i dont want to talk, its not really complicated
Bb
i just dont want to talk to you
A                                             Dm
i just dont want to know, the less i know the less i’ll care
Dm
which means i might not say yes
Dm
i mean i wont say no, i never say no
Bb
i mean i might say i might
                                   A          Dm
but we all know that i really mean no, so why ask?


[Chorus]
Dm
cold flicker, candle sweating,
Bb
thoughts come of fire burning
F                               C
everything you made will end up broken
Dm
cheap thoughts and cheaper dresses
Bb
you flirt quick then learn your lesson
F                                      C
she only makes that moaning when she’s faking it
Dm
fake sounds and plastic feelings
Bb
freckles and skins all peeling
F                              C
soon comes the night when i go home.
Dm
Home brings the same old things
Bb
hair knots and safety pins
A                               Dm
a man does the same things she always does
Dm
home brings a lot more things
Bb
like sitting up and singing hymns
A                            Dm
so i will lay the table but i will not sing
    Dm
and i will not sing
Dm                  Bb
please dont make me sing.
F                   C
please dont make me try.


[Verse]
Dm
because i like this stuff, i like the playing
Bb
especially with people paying
A
but its all too much, i cant seem to care,
Dm
it must be something in the english air
Dm
it must be something that i’m doing wrong
Bb
because im always singing the same old song
A
and im always breaking the same old heart
Dm
that i carry round in this soulless cart.


[Chorus]
Dm
cold flicker, candle sweating,
Bb
thoughts come of fire burning
F                               C
everything you made will end up broken
Dm
cheap thoughts and cheaper dresses
Bb
you flirt quick then learn your lesson
F                                      C
she only makes that moaning when she’s faking it
Dm
fake sounds and plastic feelings
Bb
freckles and skins all peeling
F                              C
soon comes the night when i go home.
Dm
Home brings the same old things
Bb
hair knots and safety pins
A                               Dm
a man does the same things she always does
Dm
home brings a lot more things
Bb
like sitting up and singing hymns
A                            Dm
so i will lay the table but i will not sing
    Dm
and i will not sing


[Outro]
Dm
And you're drunk drunk
Bb              A     Dm
Drinking like a skunk drunk
Bb              A     Dm
Drinking like a skunk drunk
Bb              A     Dm
Drinking like a skunk drunk
Dm
Drinking like a
Bb               A     Dm
Home brings a lot more things
Dm          Bb              A     Dm
Drunk drunk drinking like a skunk drunk
Bb              A     Dm
Drinking like a skunk drunk
Dm
Drinking like a
Bb               A     Dm
Home brings a lot more things
Bb                 A     Dm
A lot more time to sit and drink
Bb              A     Dm
A lot more time to play it dumb
Dm
Sitting round
Dm
Getting drunk