annuler
Change la taille du texte.
Remplace par des accords plus faciles à jouer.
Affiche les acccords français (Do, Ré, Mi…).
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Verse 1:
I had nothing to say
On Christmas day
When you threw all your clothes in the snow
When you burned your hair
And you knocked over chairs
I just tried to stay out of your way
But when you fell asleep
With blood on your teeth
I just got in my car and drove away
Listen to me butterfly
There's only so much wine
That you can drink
In one life
And it will never be enough
To save you from
The bottom of your glass
<i>Solo:</i>
(Backing chords above)
e|---------------12-14-15--15-14-12s10---------------12----------------------|
B|--------------------------------------12-13-13s15----15-13-12--------------|
G|---------7-8-9-------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-9-9-9-10------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
N.C.
e|--------------------------12-14-15--15-14-12---10--12-10-8s7--7s5-3-3-5-3--|
B|-13-12-13-15-15s17s15------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Verse 2:
(Crescendo)
When the state highway starts
I stop my car
I get out to stare up at the stars
And as meteors died
And shot across the sky
I just thought about your sad shining eyes
And I went back for my clothes
When the sun finally rose
Oh but you were still passed out on the floor
N.C.
Listen to me butterfly
N.C.
There's only so much wine
That you can drink
In one life
But it will never be enough
To save you from
The bottom of your glass
