Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Artist: David Singer
Song: Cost of Living
Album: Cost of Living
Tabbed by: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning (Capo II)
Verse 1:
amy s not having any fun. fishing for compliments from anyone.
/
searching the room for ammunition.
pretending her feelings aren t hurt. raising the hemline on her skirt.
/
calling it women s intuition.
she swallows some confidence. extracts a cigarette.
a gentleman lights the fuse. that dangles from her fingers.
it may be last call. but amy isn t finished yet.
she feels herself warming. where his blurry vision lingers.
Verse 2:
at his apartment on the couch. she kisses the corners of his mouth.
/
prepares for subtraction and addition.
she quietly gathers up her clothes. (thanks for the drinks you paid for)
looks out at the houses in their rows. (i ve gotten what i came for)
/
there s always been part of me. that no one really knows. and so it goes.
i never could have lived that life. a mannequin. somebody s wife.
the cost of living s worth it i suppose.
Trumpet Solo:
she walks through the lobby. with her panties in her purse.
she s asking the doorman. for directions to the subway.
she doesn t need magazines. to tell her what she s worth.
she left him a note that said. i ll call you maybe sunday maybe monday.
amy revolves through the front door. she s never been anybody s .
she gets what she wants. it makes her happy
Song: Cost of Living
Album: Cost of Living
Tabbed by: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning (Capo II)
Verse 1:
amy s not having any fun. fishing for compliments from anyone.
/
searching the room for ammunition.
pretending her feelings aren t hurt. raising the hemline on her skirt.
/
calling it women s intuition.
she swallows some confidence. extracts a cigarette.
a gentleman lights the fuse. that dangles from her fingers.
it may be last call. but amy isn t finished yet.
she feels herself warming. where his blurry vision lingers.
Verse 2:
at his apartment on the couch. she kisses the corners of his mouth.
/
prepares for subtraction and addition.
she quietly gathers up her clothes. (thanks for the drinks you paid for)
looks out at the houses in their rows. (i ve gotten what i came for)
/
there s always been part of me. that no one really knows. and so it goes.
i never could have lived that life. a mannequin. somebody s wife.
the cost of living s worth it i suppose.
Trumpet Solo:
she walks through the lobby. with her panties in her purse.
she s asking the doorman. for directions to the subway.
she doesn t need magazines. to tell her what she s worth.
she left him a note that said. i ll call you maybe sunday maybe monday.
amy revolves through the front door. she s never been anybody s .
she gets what she wants. it makes her happy