Remove AdsOriginal Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 80
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
Fm
(One, two, three)
[VERSE ONE]
Fm Gm Why are you hangin' on
C So tight
C G To the rope that I'm hangin' from
Fm Off this island?
C Gm This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan)
C Carefully timed it
C So let me go
G And dive into the waves below
[PRE CHORUS]
Fm C Who tends the orchards?
C C Who fixes up the gables?
C Bm Emotional torture
Fm From the head of your high table
C Who fetches the water
C C From the rocky mountain spring?
C Bm And walk back down again
Bm C To feel your words and their sharp sting?
Bm And I'm gettin' fuckin' tired
[CHORUS]
Fm C The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
C G If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
Fm C For somebody I thought was my saviour
C G You sure make me Do a whole lot of labour
Fm C The calloused skin on my hands is crackin'
C G If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
Fm C And the silence haunts our bed chamber
C G Fm Bm Gm C You make me Do too much labour
[POST CHORUS]
Bm (You make me Do too much labour)
[VERSE TWO]
Fm Gm Apologies from my tongue
C Never yours
C G Busy lapping from flowing cup
G Fm And stabbing with your fork
Fm Gm I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man)
C And weaponise
C G The false incompetence
G Fm It's dominance under guise
[PRE CHORUS]
Fm C If we had a daughter
C C I'd watch and could not save her
C Bm The emotional torture
Bm Fm From the head of your high table
Fm C She'd Do what you taught her
C C She'd meet the same cruel fate
C Bm So now I've gotta run
Bm C So I can undo this mistake
At least I've gotta try
[CHORUS]
Fm C The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
C G If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
Fm C For somebody I thought was my saviour
C G You sure make me Do a whole lot of labour
Fm C The calloused skin on my hands is crackin'
C G Fm If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
Fm C And the silence haunts our bed chamber
C G You make me Do too much labour
[BRIDGE]
Fm All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Fm Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant
Fm Just an appendage, live to attend him
Fm So that he never lifts a finger
Fm C Twenty four seven baby machine
C G So he can live out his picket fence dreams
Fm C It's not an act of love if you make her
C G You make me Do too much labour
Fm C All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
C G Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant
Fm C Just an appendage, live to attend him
C G So that he never lifts a finger
Fm C Twenty four seven baby machine
C G So he can live out his picket fence dreams
Fm C It's not an act of love if you make her
C G You make me Do too much labour
[CHORUS]
Fm C The capillaries in my eyes are bursting (All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid)
C G If our love died, would that be the worst thing? (Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant)
Fm C For somebody I thought was my saviour (Just an appendage, live to attend him)
C G You sure make me Do a whole lot of labour (So that he never lifts a finger)
Fm C The callous skin on my hands is crackin' (Twenty four seven baby machine)
C G If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? (So he can live out his picket fence dreams)
Fm C And the silence haunts our bed chamber (It's not an act of love if you make her)
C G Fm You make me Do too much labour
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