Skinny Love - Birdy

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Capo: Fret 9

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Tuning: capo 9.


[Intro]

   
   


[Verse 1]

            
Come on skinny

             
 love just las

     
t the year,
            
Pour a little 

             
salt we were n

      
ever here,
            
My my my, my m

           
y my, my-my-my

    
 my-my...
              
Staring at the

           
 sink of blood

              
 and crushed v


eneer.

           
Tell my love t

            
o wreck it all

     
,
            
Cut out all th

             
e ropes and le

           
t me fall,
            
My my my, my m

           
y my, my-my-my

     
 my-my...
              
Right in the m

            
oment this ord

          
er's tall.


[Chorus]

 
And I told you

 to be patient

,
         
And I told you

       
 to be fine,
 
And I told you

 to be balance

d,
         
And I told you

       
 to be kind,
             
And in the mor


ning I'll be w

ith you,
            
But it will be

/         
 a different k

ind,
              
'Cause I'll be

   
 holding all t

he tickets,
              
And you'll be 

         
owning all the

 
 fines.


[Verse 2]

            
Come on skinny

             
 love, what ha

        
ppened here?
            
Suckle on the 

             
hope in light 

      
brassieres,
            
My my my, my m

            
y my, my-my-my

        
 my-my...
              
Sullen load is

            
 full, so slow

            
 on the split.


[Chorus]

 
And I told you

 to be patient

,
         
And I told you

      
 to be fine,
  
And I told you

 to be balance

d,
         
And I told you

       
 to be kind,
        
And now all yo

ur love is was

ted,
         
Then who the h

       
ell was I?
              
'Cause now I'm

   
 breaking at t

he britches,
             
And at the end

         
 of all your l


ines.


[Outro]

 
Who will love 

you?
      
Who will fight

?
              
And who will f


all far behind

?
              
Come on skinny

 
 love,
            
My my my, my m

           
y my, my-my-my

    
 my-my...
            
My my my, my m

           
y my, my-my-my

     
 my-my.