Wild CharmsThe KillsChords

D To the doting boys by, your side E

A Riding roughshod on your starless nights D

D To she who played concertos, foul and black, E

A Upon my heart strings and never looked back D

E What becaF♯me of those, wild charmsBm? D C G

 The deep fry of the tide? The tug of the stars? D

D How it starD7es me, how it stares me now F♯ Bm D D7 G

  G (orG7) D

To think my fire burnt them out.