Intro: D# F
If to[Bb]day weren't just like [D#]any day per[Bb]haps I'd try
To shed this worn out [D#]skin so thick and [F]learn to fly
But [D#]I came home to [F]face your ice and [Bb]steel
[D#]If looks could [Bb]kill [D#]I would be [Bb]gone today
There[Bb]'s a fire that's burning [D#]in your eyes not [Bb]in your heart
I can fan the [D#]flames but I can't [F]make a spark
And [D#]I don't like the [F]way I make you [Bb]feel
[D#]If looks could [Bb]kill [D#]I would be [Bb]long since gone
If [D#]looks could kill then I'd be pushing [F]up your daisies
If [D#]looks could kill then I would not be [F]going crazy[F7]
There's a stool that I've been glued to for so many nights
And a bar to pour my heart out to and make it right
And I don't have to tell myself it's real
If looks could kill my heart would beat no more
Solo +:
If looks could kill then I'd be deep in peaceful slumber
If looks could kill then I would not be going under
There's a gun out in the hallway covered up in dust
That works well enough to turn this heartache into dust
Go on and let your lawyer make a deal
If looks could kill
If looks could kill I would be long since gone
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
If to[Bb]day weren't just like [D#]any day per[Bb]haps I'd try
To shed this worn out [D#]skin so thick and [F]learn to fly
But [D#]I came home to [F]face your ice and [Bb]steel
[D#]If looks could [Bb]kill [D#]I would be [Bb]gone today
There[Bb]'s a fire that's burning [D#]in your eyes not [Bb]in your heart
I can fan the [D#]flames but I can't [F]make a spark
And [D#]I don't like the [F]way I make you [Bb]feel
[D#]If looks could [Bb]kill [D#]I would be [Bb]long since gone
If [D#]looks could kill then I'd be pushing [F]up your daisies
If [D#]looks could kill then I would not be [F]going crazy[F7]
There's a stool that I've been glued to for so many nights
And a bar to pour my heart out to and make it right
And I don't have to tell myself it's real
If looks could kill my heart would beat no more
Solo +:
If looks could kill then I'd be deep in peaceful slumber
If looks could kill then I would not be going under
There's a gun out in the hallway covered up in dust
That works well enough to turn this heartache into dust
Go on and let your lawyer make a deal
If looks could kill
If looks could kill I would be long since gone
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]