Chord/Tab song: This Could Be Love

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[C#m]I've got a book of matches

[A]I've got a [F#m]can of kerosene

[C#m]I've got some bad ideas in[A]volving y[F#m]ou and me

[C#m]I don't blame you for walking away

I to[A]uched myself had [F#m]thoughts of flames

I[C#m] shat the bed and laid there in it

A F#m C#m (INTRO RIFF) A
Thinking of you wide awake for days

[F#m]Wide awake for days

[C#m] [-] [A] [-] [F#m]

[C#m]And I found you tongue-tied [A]in my twi[F#m]sted little brain

[C#m]You couldn't crack a smile

[A]I didn't c[F#m]atch your name

[C#m]I don't blame you for walking away

I'd [A]do the same if[F#m] I saw me

[C#m]I swear it's not contagious

In four short [A]steps we can [B]erase this

[E]Step one -- slit my throat
Step [A]two -- play in my bloo[B]d

[E]Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run [A]laughing out of the [B]house

[E]Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and ri[A]nse your crimson h[B]ands

[A]You took me hostage and [B]made your demands

[A]I couldn't meet them so you c[B]ut off my fingers, one by [C#m]one

(INTRO RIFF) C#m - A - F#m


REPEAT

I'm like a broken record
I've got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don't blame you for walking away
I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious
I swear to God it's not contagious

Step one -- slit my throat
Step two -- play in my blood
Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

[C#m]This could be love - [A]love for fi[F#m]re

[C#m]This could be love - [A]love for f[F#m]ire

[C#m]This could be love - [A]love for f[F#m]ire

[C#m]This could be love for [A]fire for[B]evermore

Step one -- slit my throat
Step two -- play in my blood
Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one