The Pillow UB40
[Intro]
N.C
[Verse 1]
N.C
A smile for every passing car and when they stop with door ajar,
N.C
She shrugs and whispers `que sera` and turns her thoughts to the pillow,
N.C
Her face is etched with memories she finds no joy amid the sleaze,
N.C
It`s hard when you`ve been paid to please so she turns her head to the pillow.
[Cborus 1]
Dayl[F]ight comes she rests her head,
[F]The beauty of an empty bed,
[F]She dreams of happy days instead,
Of brooding on tom[C]orrow.
[Verse 2]
[C]She swapped her dreams of shining knights for pushers bars and money fights,
[C]For nameless faces in red light so she turns her head to the pillow,
[C]Those black eyes they don`t hurt no more she`s heard the jokes and jibes before,
[C]She`s felt the long arm of the law so she turns her head to the pillow.
[Cborus 2]
Dayl[F]ight comes she rests her head,
[F]The beauty of an empty bed,
[F]She dreams of happy days instead,
Of brooding on tom[C]orrow.
[Verse 3]
[C]Taking drugs was not for fun it made her feel like going on,
[C]But know she hurts when it`s all gone and she turns her head to the pillow,
N.C
She takes a blade and breaks her skin sweat life source flows from within,
N.C
The white clouds in her head grow dim and she turns her face to the pillow.
[Cborus 3]
Sunl[F]ight creeps across her bed,
[F]Pale beauty in a crimson bed,
[F]No dreams of happy days ahead she`ll have no more,
N.C
Tomorrows.
[Outro]
N.C for 38-40 bars then.
[C] [Till Fade]
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