Blue Black Heather Nova
Heather Nova - Oyster
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Transcribed by Peter Bergsten
17 May 1995 - Stockholm
Corrections or comments -> pebe@enea.se
Blue Black
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Eat your words, eat your heart out
Eat your words, eat your heart out
[D] There's not much left,[Dsus4] [D] just my red dress[Dsus4]
[Bm] just this feeling [Em] that I g[A]ot
[D] You made me a victim[Dsus4] [D] in your Christmas kitchen[Dsus4]
[Bm] it's my memory [Em] it's your l[A]oss
[D] Bleu black, [F#m] maybe you got [G]something
but the fl[A]owers grew b[D]ack
And was it familiar when you toched my sister
God, I don't think there's a word for that
Blue black, maybe you got something
but the flowers grew black
I gave it away, whore for a day
It's so ugly, I'm still breathing
But you never got my virgin heart
It stayed locked up, it's still beating
Blue black, maybe you got something
but the flowers grew black
[D] Eat your words,[Dsus4] [D] eat your hat[Dsus4]
[D] Eat your words,[Dsus4] [D] eat your heart out[Dsus4]
I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can't take it with you
I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can't take it with you.
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