A E
Maybe I should have loved you.
A D
Maybe I should have sworn
Not to be born of this wretched glove too soon,
C#m F#m C#m F#m C#m F#m
But a dragon needs room a dragon needs room a dragon needs room!
D E
To run, run, run, run...
D E
I was a desert in love with extremes. You
D E
married well, a gentle woman of means who
F#m B
kept the word "Destroyer" embroidered on her jeans, too
D E D E F#m B (repeat over the la la's)
D E
I wore skins. I didn't care who survived.
D E
The band foretold trends from Spring of '85.
F#m B
They're calling it "The New Decay"...Hey, so am I.
D E D E F#m B (repeat over the la la's)
D E
Treacherous fop, don't be embarrassed
D E
For looking good at your table on the terrace
F#m B
That you call home. I'm sold!
B C#m D E
Paris, London, Rome's too old for you...and your kind
D E
Explosions want to see what they can find
D E E7
New ways of living...
D E
It's you and your kind:
A B
The New Ways of Living!
D E
It's you and your kind:
A B
The New Ways of Living!
D E
It's you and your kind:
A B D E
The New Ways of Living!
(Repeat)