Lovejoy – Common Touch (Guitar)

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[Intro] Bbm F Dm F Gm Am F Dm Gm Dm Gm [Verse 1]
F                Dm                  Gm
Use that key and make me bleed, radiator

        F                     Dm                                                  Gm
And off-season, there's not a devil in hell who would turn down the chance to meet her

       F                 Dm                                        Gm
Talking underhand on her favourite band you pretend to like before leaving

        F                      Dm
The torrential sounds of the diriving clouds

                                      Gm
You said the sky's just bruised but I saw bleeding
F Gm Dm [Chorus]
F                Gm               Dm
What do you want? I would not care enough to know

F            Gm                A
And further on, I still won't care enough to know

           F                    Gm
And if it's all too much for the common touch

        Dm
I could gild my hands in this circumstance

        F                  Gm
I could lift you up, give a further thought

       A
I could bleach your name in the crowd
F Dm Gm [Verse 2]
  F                  Dm                                   Gm
I think she had a pretty name, something that rhymеs with Jesus

         F                    Dm                          Fm                   Gm
And it's insane, therе's not a debonair who would turn down the chance to meet her

       F                 Dm
Sunk a couple grand on a losing hand

                                Gm
Complaining, tried to fight the dealer

        F                Dm
The habitual rounds over burial grounds

                                             Gm
The father, daughter, and the mother Teresa, Teresa, oh

F  Gm               Dm
      Fuckin' Teresa
Bbm [Chorus]
F               Gm             Dm                 Bb
What do you want? I would not care enough to know

F           Gm                 A
And further on, I still won't care enough to know

          F                     Gm
And if it's all too much for the common touch

      Dm
I could gild my hands in this circumstance

       F                    Gm
I could lift you up, give a further thought

        A
I could bleach your name in the crowd
[Bridge] Dm [Outro]
F                           Bb
Look, could you give me a minute?

                                  Gm
I'm much too sharp when I'm on my own

           Dm                 A                                  F
I see your face move in the shadows of all the places we used to go

                         Bb
But could you give me a minute?

                                 Gm
I shut my mouth just to spite my nose

          Dm                    A
I wish my words were made for lovers, but I can't stand not singing on my own
[Final] Dm Gm