Youth by The Crookes.
Standard tuning, no capo. Enjoy.
[E]With split lips, oh a smile [Abm]can be hard.
[E]Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of [A]youthful scars.
They made it[E] clear from the very [Abm]start,
That [E]pain lies beyond the cries o[A]f damned young hearts.
Does it [B]show in my[Dbm] sunken eyes that these [F#m]concrete skies move too [E]slow?[B]
[E]Tarmaced seas; a breeze from [Abm]lonely nights.
[E]Blood drips downs my knees...I'm sick o[A]f worthless fights.
Does it [B]show in my sul[Dbm]lied smile that it[F#m]'s not my style?
Time [E]slows, let me g[B]o.
But [E]I just let things [Abm]slide,
In the [Dbm]glow of pale lights,
As our [A]laughter splits the night.
In [E]time, I'll grow to [Abm]find,
That [Dbm]all we'll ever have,
Are blissful mo[A]ments quickly passed.
It's obsc[F#m]ene,
They're so [B]few and far bet[E]ween.
[E]I'll take solitude and [Abm]I'll take calm.
[E]All my hopes were chewed and spat [A]out (with charm).
Faith ent[B]wined all my[Dbm] deepest fears,
And m[F#m]y strange ideas,
Youth might be [E]kind.
But [E]I just let things [Abm]slide,
In the [Dbm]glow of pale lights,
As our [A]laughter splits the night.
In [E]time, I'll grow to [Abm]find,
That [Dbm]all we'll ever have,
Are blissful mo[A]ments quickly passed.
It's obsc[F#m]ene,
They're so [B]few and far bet[E]ween.
Standard tuning, no capo. Enjoy.
[E]With split lips, oh a smile [Abm]can be hard.
[E]Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of [A]youthful scars.
They made it[E] clear from the very [Abm]start,
That [E]pain lies beyond the cries o[A]f damned young hearts.
Does it [B]show in my[Dbm] sunken eyes that these [F#m]concrete skies move too [E]slow?[B]
[E]Tarmaced seas; a breeze from [Abm]lonely nights.
[E]Blood drips downs my knees...I'm sick o[A]f worthless fights.
Does it [B]show in my sul[Dbm]lied smile that it[F#m]'s not my style?
Time [E]slows, let me g[B]o.
But [E]I just let things [Abm]slide,
In the [Dbm]glow of pale lights,
As our [A]laughter splits the night.
In [E]time, I'll grow to [Abm]find,
That [Dbm]all we'll ever have,
Are blissful mo[A]ments quickly passed.
It's obsc[F#m]ene,
They're so [B]few and far bet[E]ween.
[E]I'll take solitude and [Abm]I'll take calm.
[E]All my hopes were chewed and spat [A]out (with charm).
Faith ent[B]wined all my[Dbm] deepest fears,
And m[F#m]y strange ideas,
Youth might be [E]kind.
But [E]I just let things [Abm]slide,
In the [Dbm]glow of pale lights,
As our [A]laughter splits the night.
In [E]time, I'll grow to [Abm]find,
That [Dbm]all we'll ever have,
Are blissful mo[A]ments quickly passed.
It's obsc[F#m]ene,
They're so [B]few and far bet[E]ween.
