Backdrifts

B
We're rotten fruit, we're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
				E
One gust and we will probably crumble
       B
We're backdrifters

This far but no further, I'm hanging off a branch
I'm teetering on the brink Oh honey sweet
So full of sleep
I'm backsliding

		  D   A/C# B
You fell into our arms
		  D   A/C# B
You fell into our arms
			D                A E
We tried but there was nothing we could do
         B
Nothing we could do

All evidence has been buried
All tapes have been erased
But your footsteps give you away
So you're backtracking

We're rotten fruit, we're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters