Arctic Monkeys

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F#m
You showed me my tomorrow beside
a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir
My hopes of being stolen might just ring true
Depends who you prefer

F#m                 A
If it's true you're gonna run away
 D
tell me where i'll meet you there

Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laughter and
tell you how it feels?
And does burden come to meet ya
If I've questions of the feature
that rolls on your dream reel?

    F#m             A
The day after you stole my heart
       D
Everything I touched told me it
                            F#m D
would be better shared with you

              Bm           F#m
And now you're hiding in my sleep
         Bm                F#m
and the book reveals your face
                Bm             F#m
and as you're splashing in my eyelids
     Bm              F#m       Bm
the concentration continually breaks
        F#m                 Bm
I did request the mark you cast
          F#m
It didn't heal as fast
   D
I hear your voice in silences
will the teasing of the fire
                   F#m  D
be followed by the thud

In the jostling crowd,
you're not allowed to tell the truth
And the photo booth's a liar
And there's a sharpened explanation
But there's no screaming reason to inquire

             F#m                 A
I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes
        D
with things theyve never seen
                           F#m
if it smacks them in their temples