Artic Monkeys
A, Am, B, Bm, D, Dbm, E, Em, Gb, Gbm
I'm a puppet on a string, Tracy Island, time-traveling, diamond-cutter sheep, heartaches, they'll come
to find you, for in some velvet morning, he is too late, she's a silver lining, lone ranger
riding through an open space, in my mind when she's not right there beside me, I go crazy
'Cause here isn't where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself, all I wanna hear me say is
Are you mine?
Well, are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
All right
I guess what I'm trying to say is I need the deep and keep imagining needs and wished away
Entire lifetimes unfair, we're not somewhere we speak
Haven for days, great escape, lost track of time and space
She's a silver lining, climbing on my desire and I go crazy
'Cause here is where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself, all I wanna ever say is
Are you mine?
Well, are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways
So in case I'm mistaken, I just wanna hear you say
You got me, baby, are you mine?
She's a silver lining, lone ranger riding through an open space
In my mind, when she's not right there beside me, I go crazy
'Cause here is where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself or I
What I'm here to say is, are you mine?
Well, are you mine?
Are you mine?