A A7 D Still got pictures of friends on the wallA Suppose we aren't really friends anymoreBm A Maybe I shouldn't ever have called that thing friendly at allD Get freaked out from a knock at the doorA When I haven't been expecting oneBm A A7 Didn't that used to be part of the fun, once upon a time?Gm We'll be there at the back of the barD In a booth like we usually wereE E7 A Every time there was a rocket launch or some big eventD What a death I died writing that songA Start to finish, with you looking onBm It stays between us, Steinway and his sonsA A7 Because it's the ultracheeseD Perhaps it's time that you went for a walkA Dressed like a fictional characterBm A A7 From a place they called America in the golden ageGm Trust the politics to come alongD When you were just trying to orbit the sunE E7 A When you were just about to be kind to someone because you had the chanceA7 D D/C I've still got pictures of friends on the wallG G#º I might look as if I'm deep in thoughF#m Bm E Gm A But the truth is I'm probably not if I ever was [Solo]E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|--------7-7/9-------7-7-7-9-7-------------------------------------7/9---------| A|------7-------9-7-9-----------9-9-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-4-2-2-0-2--------7-4-2-0-0| E|5-7-9-------------------------------------------------------------------------|A7 D Dm Oh the dawn won't stop weighing a tonneA A G# G F# I've done some things that I shouldn't have doneB7 But I haven't stopped loving you once ohhhhh
The Ultracheese
Arctic Monkeys
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Tom: