Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

There she goes in her raincoat

bringing out all the darkest of skies

And I know that I can't walk along

'cause the murder is for real in her eyes

Chorus

Cellophane

is doing us part, it's a crying vain

Cause I'm judging your darts, throwing stains

The colors that you love to keep

Verse 2

There's a little bit of death

In every mad goodbye, we say

But thank god there's still morning air in her wake

showing up the next day

Chorus

Cellophane

I'll Leave the good things and go insane

Hang to dry from a string, Who's to blame?

As I can recall, there were two of us

Bridge

Ohh what a waste there goes everything

This is not where we should have been

This is not where we should have been

This is not the end

"solo" just play the verse

Chorus

Cellophane

I'll Leave the good things and go insane

Hang to dry from a string, Who's to blame?

As I can recall, there were two of us