Kunci Ukulele Pierce The Veil – Song for isabelle Versi 1

She paints in g^Abrey And she ^Bbcloses her eyes 'Til fir^Abeworks and palm trees a^Eblmost look alike ^AbShe looks up to me and wh^Bbispers "I won't be here in a y^Cmear"^Bb So I take the l^Abong road To t^Bbhink and wonder why I ca^Abn't sleep with all this s^Ebunlight I^Abf there's still evidence of u^Bbs ^CmWhy can't that be en^Bbough?

I don't mean to dr^Ebag you down You t^Bbaste just like you a^Ablways do

^AbIsabelle h^Bbides, so I can't f^Fmind my way ^EbI'd give a^Abnythin^Gmg just to su^Fmrround your dreams Oh-oh-oh ^{Cm Ab Bb Ab}

The ^Abenvy of the dead ^BbThe sound of scissors and sleep ^AbI can't believe you dreamed And pulled ^Eball of your clothes off ^AbYou're not supposed to drink With ^Bbwhat's inside your purse And not e^Fmxpect me not to ca^Fll, call you out I^Ab'm guiding your c^Bbhin to my lips U^Absing only my f^Ebing^Gmertips

^CmAll we have are parking lots and nowhere to go If you l^Fmove me, then s^Fhow me more

^AbIsabelle ^Bbwatches me from fa^Fmr away ^EbI'd give a^Abnythi^Gmng just to s^Fmurround your dreams I know you like wh^Cmen The temperature r^Bbises to a bo^Abiling heat The c^Ebhlorine and w^Fmine found

And everything fad^Abes away Cm Cm Fm Fm Cm Cm Fm Fm

The stars ^Cmawake But we can't see them out, so w^Fmhy pretend? Is there a t^Cmrain That travels back to yours at ^Fm5 AM

^CmCar alarms and leaves that blow They're ^Fmcalling out our names But it's gone too f^Cmar Your butane mouth will s^Fmpit me into flames

S^Cmorry 'bout it, I can't help it I'm an an^Abarchist in lo^Gve And I forgot to ca^Cmll you

^AbThink about honey and the s^Gweet New York sounds

^AbIsabelle hi^Bbdes, so I can't fi^Fmnd my way ^EbI'd give a^Abnyth^Gming to carry ^Fmon, and on and on the same way ^AbThe temperature r^Bbises to this b^Fmoiling heat ^EbThe chlorine and w^Abine found He sees through her ni^Cmghtgown As Saturday b^Fmurns away^F

^AbBack in the days, when I was young I’m not a kid any^Cmmore But some days I sit and ^Gmwish I was ^Bba kid again ^AbBack in the days when I was young I'm not a kid a^Cmnymore But some days I sit and ^Gmwish I was ^Bba kid again