Intro- D5 D5 E5 C5 G5 A5
D5 D5 E5 C5 G5 A5
G5 C5 G5
I get home from work and you're still standing in
Dadd4/F#5
your dressing gown well
E5
what am I to do?
G5 C5 G5
I know all the things around your head,
Dadd4/F#5 E5
and what they do to you
C5 B5 D5
What are we coming to? What are we gonna do?
D5 D5 A5 G5 C5
Blame it on the Black Star
A5 G5 C5
Blame it on the falling sky
G5 C5
Blame it on the satellite
G5 G5 G5 D5
That beams me home
The troubled words of a troubled mind i try to understand what is eating you.
I try to stay awake but its 58 hrs since that i last slept with you.
What are we coming to?
I just don't know anymore.
Blame it on the Black Star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beams me home
i get on the train and i just stand about now that i don't think of you.
i keep falling over i keep passing out when i see a face like you.
what am i coming to?
i'm gonna melt down.
Blame it on the Black Star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beams me home