Pyotr chords by Bad Books

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Key: B

Verse 1:
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Bare breasted, you make love in the turret.
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I feel each single thrust that you take.
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In silence, I watch on from the bastion.
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Entranced, I make myself look away.

Verse 2:
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Bare breasted, making love in the turret.
B           Bbm         Abm          F#
I've never loved nobody other than you.
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And in silence, I can feel as you quiver.
B          Bbm          Abm          F#
Keep quiet for you know what he'll do.
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*humming*

Verse 3:
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And I know I am not the man you desire.
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I know you think that I am some kind of fool.
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And I know you would gaze in his eyes forever.
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"I figured out just how to give that to you."
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*humming*

Verse 4:
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When he found us in the western wing sleeping.
B            Bbm                Abm          F#
You cried at all the things you thought he would do.
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And I tell you in the heat of the scuffle,
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"Nobody ever takes my eyes off of you."


Verse 5:
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And, oh Catherine, how you run me my fever.
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Oh Catherine, tell me, was it worth it for him?
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And these gallows are no place for the stubborn,
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just you and your lover as a dark souvenir.
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*humming*

Verse 6:
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She sees me on display inside the museum
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comes every morning and again when she can.
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Strokes her blistered hand across my glass container,
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saying, "It's so good to see you back here, again."
B          Bbm          Abm          F#
*humming*