2 acessos
C Bm We drained every dime C Bm In the lower East Side C Bm D And you failed to catch the train back to Queens C Bm So you came to my room C Bm We did some things that we knew not to do C Bm D In the glow of the nights golden hue Chorus C Bm You've got a tattered line of string D That you've tied 'round everything C Bm That you want to call your own D But it never seems to hold Verse II C Bm When we woke we agreed C Bm That we would not ever speak C Bm D Of this night to anyone that we both knew C Bm And you said, "Every time we kiss C Bm I felt something that could not exist" C Bm D And I confessed that I thought that I felt it too Chorus C Bm You've got a tattered line of string D That you've tied 'round everything C Bm That you want to call your own D But it never seems to hold Break C Bm C Bm C Bm C Bm D Chorus C Bm You've got a tattered line of string D That you've tied 'round everything C Bm That you want to call your own D But it never seems to hold