| B | |
| Its come and gone, |
| G# | |
| it's a million miles away, |
| B | |
| that dress she wore,is all that shall |
| G# | |
| remain. |
| B | |
| In a clear blue sky, |
| G# | |
| that turns in my memory. |
| B | |
| But now you find that things ain't coming, |
| G# | |
| and remain unchanged. |
| F# | G# | |
| Don't push | me too far, |
| F# | G# | |
| you won't get | anywhere like that. |
| F# | G# | |
| They're going to | dry you up, |
| B | F# | |
| and drown you deep i | nside, |
| G# | |
| the heroin bag. |
| B | G# | B | G# |
| (same throughout) |
| And its come and gone, |
| and it's never coming home. |
| pushed too far, |
| and then you break the tones. |
| And a clear blue sky, |
| turns in my memory. |
| And now you find, |
| that things ain't coming. |
| They leave you alone. |
| Don't push me too far, |
| you'll never get anywhere, |
| like that. |
| They're gonna dry you up, |
| and drown you deep inside |
| the heroin bag. |
| the interlude/intro thing is exrtra long here... |
| So long now, |
| there's not a flower left in you. |
| It's just your eyes, |
| and now they're made of stone. |
| And a clear blue sky, |
| it turns in my memory. |
| But then you get it on, get it on. |
| And it's right on you own. |
| But don't push me too far, |
| you'll never get anywhere |
| like that. |
| They're gonna dry you up, |
| and drown you deep inside |
| the heroin bag. |