Alkaline Trio — This Could Be Love Chords
Intro riff (played at parts trough out the song!)
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C#m
I've got a book of matches
A F#m
I've got a can of kerosene
C#m A F#m
I've got some bad ideas involving you and me
C#m
I don't blame you for walking away
A F#m
I touched myself had thoughts of flames
C#m
I shat the bed and laid there in it
A F#m C#m (INTRO RIFF) A
Thinking of you wide awake for days
F#m
Wide awake for days
C#m — A — F#m
C#m A F#m
And I found you tongue—tied in my twisted little brain
C#m
You couldn't crack a smile
A F#m
I didn't catch your name
C#m
I don't blame you for walking away
A F#m
I'd do the same if I saw me
C#m
I swear it's not contagious
A B
In four short steps we can erase this
E
Step one —— slit my throat
A B
Step two —— play in my blood
E A B
Step three —— cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
E A B
Step four —— stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands
A B
You took me hostage and made your demands
A B C#m
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
(INTRO RIFF) C#m — A — F#m
REPEAT
I'm like a broken record
I've got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don't blame you for walking away
I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious
I swear to God it's not contagious
Step one —— slit my throat
Step two —— play in my blood
Step three —— cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four —— stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
C#m A F#m
This could be love — love for fire
C#m A F#m
This could be love — love for fire
C#m A F#m
This could be love — love for fire
C#m A B
This could be love for fire forevermore
Step one —— slit my throat
Step two —— play in my blood
Step three —— cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four —— stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one