Cyanide chords by Creeper

Intro:
(Piano Riff)
e|-----------------|
B|-----------------|
G|-----------------|
D|-7-5-------------|
A|-----7-5-7-5-----|
E|-------------8-5-|

A F D
A F D

Verse 1:
C#m                     F#m
Kissing in the acid rain
                     C#m
Heaven on our tongue again
                                 F#m
The cutest couple in the halls of?Hell,?well
        B
She was smoking?with her friends
       D
Exhale nicotine and breathe?me in
C#m                        F#m
Black denim under pale moonlight
                            C#m
Her skin is milk, so?pale?and white
                       F#m
Underneath the teenage?spell, well
           B
She's Christina?Applegate
           D               A
Hopelessly beautiful in 1989

Chorus:
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.                             A
And modern love can feel like suicide
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.                             C#m
And modern love can feel like suicide


Verse 2:
                         F#m
Holy water for the lady, please
                      C#m
Love is best upon our needs
                           F#m
With grass stains upon our jeans, now
          B
The devil dreams of me and you
           D
Of all the nasty things we do, oh baby
C#m                          F#m
Black lipstick on her coffee cup
                       C#m
Love is in the arms of lust
                       F#m
She's cold but still I burn, ah
     B
In a gin and tonic trance
        D                                A
We know sobriety won't teach the kids to dance


Chorus:
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.                             A
And modern love can feel like suicide
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.                             C#m
And modern love can feel like suicide

Bridge:
                      F#m        C#m
So we drive until the road (Runs out)
                      F#m
Or at least until our tears
             B
We count our sins beneath the sun
           D
We know no one forgives the future tears of Heaven

Solo:
A F D D
A F D

Chorus:
N.C.                             A
And modern love can feel like suicide
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.                          A
And modern love can feel like suicide
         F
She's my cyanide
            D
I drink her every night
N.C.
And modern love can feel like suicide
X