...IN MY BED... by Amy Winehouse
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Wish I could say it breaks my heart, like you did in the beginning.
It's not that we grew a-part; a nightingale no longer singing.
It's something I know you can't do; separate sex with emotion.
I sleep alone the sun comes up, you're still clinging to that notion.
Every thing is slowing down;
river of no return.
Reco-gnise my every sound, there
is nothing new to learn.
You'll never get my mind right, like two ships passing in the night,
In the night, in the night.
Want the same thing where we lay, otherwise mines a different way,
A different way from where I'm
Oh, it's you again, listen; this isn't a reunion;
So sorry if I turn my head.
Yours is a familiar face, but that don't make your place safe,
In my bed, my bed, my bed.
Am7b5 D7#9 Gm (x4)
I never thought my memo-ry, of what we had, could be intruded.
But I couldn't let it be; I needed it as much as you did.
Now its not hard to under-stand, why we just speak at night.
The only time I hold your hand, is to get the angle right.
Every thing is slowing down;
river of no return.
Reco-gnise my every sound, there
is nothing new to learn.
You'll never get my mind right, like two ships passing in the night,
In the night, in the night.
Want the same thing where we lay, otherwise mines a different way,
A different way from where I'm
Oh, it's you again, listen; this isn't a reunion;
So sorry if I turn my head.
Yours is a familiar face, but that don't make your place safe,
In my bed, my bed, my ba ba dee
Am7b5 D7#9 Gm (x4)
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)