Tone: [G]
Intro:
One! Two! Three! Four!
One! Two! Three! Four!
One! Two! Three! Four!
[G] [G] [Bm] [D] [C] [G] [G] [Bm] [C]
[G] [G] [Bm] [C] [G] [G] [Bm] [C]
[G] [G] [Bm] [C] [G] [G] [Bm] [C]
Verse 1:
Any more [G]tears for the [G]birthing pool?
Bear this [Em]child directly into [C]misery
Kiss him in the [G]face with no lips and [G]no tongue
But with your [Em]little, middle, index and [C]ring fingers
Singing, "[G]"I see songs in [G]shapes and colours
Not [Em]nuclear physics or [C]pottery ovens
[G]Fluid lines that [G]soar like towers
[Em]Patterns reformed just [C]like child actors"
Pre-Chorus:
[D]Plunge your hand, rip out my [C]spine
Replace it with a UV [D]light
So I can be the beacon of
[C]hope that you'd always expected
Chorus:
These constant [G]broken heartbeats sound like breakbeats
Looping [Em]round and round to [C]me
You know he's [G]so much more like Spider-Man
Than [Em]you will ever, [C]ever be
So [G]stick with your instincts
[G] Stick with the imprints
With the [Em]hieroglyphics that the [C]fan clubs sent us
And [G]roll with the toppers
[G] Just like steady choppers
[Em]Bat it with your eyelids
And [C]lose it with your static
Go [G]b-b-b-b-[G]b-b-b-b -[Em] honey,[C] hey!
I'm taking [G]far too many chanc[G]chances
On these [Em]less than ideal[C]idealistic romances
Pre-Chorus:
[D]Plunge your hand, rip out my [C]spine
Replace it with a UV [D]light
So I can be the beacon of
[C]hope that you'd always expected
Chorus:
These constant [G]broken heartbeats sound like breakbeats
Looping [Em]round and round to [C]me
You know he's [G]so much more like Spider-Man
Than [Em]you will ever, [C]ever be
[G] [G] [Bm] [C] [G] [G] [Bm] [C]
[G] [G] [Bm] [C] [G] [G] [Bm] [C]
These constant [C]broken heartbeats [C]sound like breakbeats
Looping [C]round and round to [C]me
You know he's [C]so much more like [C]Spider-Man
Than [C]you will ever, [C]ever be
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