This Could Be Love

Intro riff (played at parts trough out the song!)

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C#m

I've got a book of matches

A F#m

I've got a can of kerosene

C#m A F#m

I've got some bad ideas involving you and me

C#m

I don't blame you for walking away

A F#m

I touched myself had thoughts of flames

C#m

I shat the bed and laid there in it

A F#m C#m (INTRO RIFF) A

Thinking of you wide awake for days

F#m

Wide awake for days

C#m - A - F#m

C#m A F#m

And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain

C#m

You couldn't crack a smile

A F#m

I didn't catch your name

C#m

I don't blame you for walking away

A F#m

I'd do the same if I saw me

C#m

I swear it's not contagious

A B

In four short steps we can erase this

E

Step one -- slit my throat

A B

Step two -- play in my blood

E A B

Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house

E A B

Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands

A B

You took me hostage and made your demands

A B C#m

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

(INTRO RIFF) C#m - A - F#m

REPEAT

I'm like a broken record

I've got a needle scratching me

It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.

I don't blame you for walking away

I'd do the same if I saw me

I swear it's not contagious

I swear to God it's not contagious

Step one -- slit my throat

Step two -- play in my blood

Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house

Step four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

C#m A F#m

This could be love - love for fire

C#m A F#m

This could be love - love for fire

C#m A F#m

This could be love - love for fire

C#m A B

This could be love for fire forevermore

Step one -- slit my throat

Step two -- play in my blood

Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house

Step four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

One by one