| G | A | C | |
| I care l | ittle for my b | ody she said |
| G | A | C | |
| I couldn't care l | ess about my s | oul |
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| and as she lead me ups | tairs in whi | spers |
| G | A | C | |
| my | whole s | ummer turned | cold |
| CHORUS |
| G | A | C | |
| I le | ad you upst | airs |
| G | A | C | |
| I le | ad you ups | tairs |
| G | A | |
| if you've got no wo | rries |
| C | |
| th | en I've got no cares |
| G | A | C | |
| I l | ead you up | stairs |
| (AND SO ON...) |
| I told her people had been talking |
| about how dark she was inside |
| she said my hope are buried in the soil |
| deep in the earth outside |
| and with one twist of the world |
| she brought me to her side |
| she asked me for the truth one time |
| and all I did was lied |
| chorus |
| Thank you. |
| Kalle Ryan |
| kalle_ryan@hotmail.com |