Lofts

Intro Bb Eb Bb Ebm [Verso 1] Bb The elevator was a padded cell Eb For the socially insane And the chronically unwell Bb Up three flights of stairs Eb To the girl I knew well Bb She wore skin on skin With amphetamine Eb On the hair of her lip Bb Eb The key doesn't fit the lock no more {Instrumental} Bb Eb Bb Ebm {N.C.} The key doesn't fit the lock no more {Regular Strumming} Eb [Pré-Refrão] F The key doesn't fit the lock no more Eb Oh, you're such a whore! [Refrão] Bb There's something in you bloodier than blood Eb There's something in you holier than God Cm There's something in you, the feeling when you cum Eb It hangs on inside, more loaded than a gun Bb There's something in you, I'm not quite sure what Eb But it's putting you to sleep as you should be waking up Cm There's something in you unluckier than Hell Eb Ebmaj7 So I throwed a penny in an old wishing well Bb There's something in you, it can make you such a slut Eb It started as a scratch and it's now an infected cut Cm There's something in you that must be heaven sent Eb I was a hellbent believer until you showed up Bb There's something in you, it's something I miss Eb When you were my puppet And I, your ventriloquist Cm There's something in you like the hook of a song Eb There's something in you and you're going wrong Bb Cm Eb Fm F Cm Eb Bb Eb Ebm You're up in the lofts and you're doing no good Cm Eb F Ebmaj7 Eb You're up in the lofts, you're not doing what you should Bb Eb Ebmaj7 Eb Up in the lofts, doing no good Cm Ebmaj7 Eb Cm You're up in the lofts, doing no good {N.C} There's something in you blacker than the cat That lives on your corridor and stares at you