D He doesn't make your knees weak, Bm G he's beautiful and bleak. D He has a porcelain face, Bm G that cracks when he speaks. A I go to start a conversation but I, Bm get no reply, A instead you stare just like a statue D Bm G as I break down and cry. Your face is like an eagle But your mind's like a crow And boy, I know you have opinions But you donβt let them show You're a shelf of books, without the pages A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages (Locked up, locked up, locked up) (Locked up, locked up, locked up) (Locked up, locked up) Chorus: A Bm So if blood runs through your veins, A Bm don't you suppose it's such a waste A Bm D to be composed in such a way? Gm Just let me in... And you write me letters In a pen with no ink And you have your own eyes, but you don't dare blink And you speak in words without a sentence You're the ghost that haunts me without a presence Without a presence, without a presence Chorus: And if blood runs through your veins Don't you suppose it's such a waste Oh, to be composed in such a way? Just let me in (out, in, out, in, out, in) Just let me in, oh (out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in) Just let me in, oh (out, in, out, in, out, in) Just let me in (out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in) Just let me in | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D G Gm Bm |