Em C D I was waiting in the back-seat of the car Em When I knew I'd given up C D Down on the back-streets by the park G So sick of the taste of blood F Em I'm gonna write your girl a letter G F Em It'll make everything better Screaming down the phoneline to your mum She said honey ain't home right now I bought a tuxedo and I bought a gun And wore them all around this town Nobody dares to lift a finger They can see my heart is down and injured Chorus: E C D If I'm guilty of anything Am E It's loving you too much C D Honey, sometimes love Am G Means getting a litte rough Bm E G This is not bad love Bm E This is not bad love I've been going to church But I don't believe I'll ever be clear this pain Walk like a ghost through the streets Soaked from the pouring rain And I won't ask your God for mercy My spirits are low, my soul is dirty Chorus - x3 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C D E Em F G Bm |