Death From Above 1979 – My Love Is Shared (Guitar)

G
I'm feeling dumb

C
I've not written a single word in days

              A
Please let me go

        C
I wanna leave

C
I've never felt so clean

           D
My Love is shared

D
My eyes impaled

          C
I'm using half a lung

         D
I hope I die when I am old

            C
I hope that you have fun

   D
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here

            A
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here

            C
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here

            D
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here

            A
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here

            C
Ooh, I'm so sick of it here