Youth The Crookes Youth by The Crookes. Standard tuning, no capo. Enjoy. [E]With split lips, oh a smile [Abm]can be hard. [E]Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of [A]youthful scars. They made it[E] clear from the very [Abm]start, That [E]pain lies beyond the cries o[A]f damned young hearts. Does it [B]show in my[Dbm] sunken eyes that these [F#m]concrete skies move too [E]slow?[B] [E]Tarmaced seas; a breeze from [Abm]lonely nights. [E]Blood drips downs my knees...I'm sick o[A]f worthless fights. (guitaretab.com)