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