A F#m
bubbles on my leg
Bm D
a friend pounding at my head
A F#m
she arrived with butterflies
Bm D
i left her wingless
A F#m
a night to feel alive
Bm E
tonight your bed is mine
A F#m
i thought i was blessed
Bm D
and wrapped a scarf, around her wrist
A F#m
i am new and dangerous
Bm D
but scared to be feared
A F#m
i left a trail of black marks
Bm D
and then i dissapeared
A F#m
for that house not to be
Bm D
the most relevant that time
A F#m
makes me so proud
Bm D
to leave a part of me behind