Pristine Verses

Intro Dm G C F Dm G C Bb A [Verso 1] Bb C F Bb She wrote pristine verses on the ceiling of my soul Dm G C F Till the British Museum said, "slow down" Bb C She sang Angelique songs F Bb C Till the devil took tongs and pulled the fire out [Refrão] Am It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired Break Bb F Bb F [Verso 2] Bb C F Bb Then the seamstress touched me and my stitches fell away Dm G C Bb F And the choir was singing though I could not hear a word, they said Bb C F Bb "You're falling up to heaven but you're the wrong way down" Instrumental Dm G C F Dm G C F [Verso 3] Bb C Pandemonium in the palace F Bb Desperation on the throne Dm G To tell the first that first is last C Bb F You see, she's finally gone home Bb C She wrote sixteen verses F Bb That my memory slipped upon Dm G Though my clutching fingers C Bb F Held some pieces and the song Dm G C Bb F Dm G C Bb F [Refrão] Dm It's hard to bear Dm F Someone so stunning Bb Am Makes you tired Dm Bb F You realise your whole life's misfired Break Bb F Bb F [Verso 4] Bb C Pandemonium in the palace F Bb Desperation on the throne Dm G To tell the first that first is last C Bb F You see, she's finally gone home Bb C She wrote sixteen verses F Bb That my memory slipped upon Dm G Though my clutching fingers C Bb A Held some pieces and the song Outro Bm A D