Natalie Imbruglia —
Torn

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© Подбор аккордов: Антон Гавзов // шеф проекта (https://Muzland.ru)

Lyrics and Music by Phil Thornalley, Scott Cutler and Anne Previn

Intro: C# | C# | C#sus4 | C#sus4
       C# | C# | G#7sus4 | G#7sus4 | C#

C#                                     Fm
I thought I saw a man brought to life.
He was warm,
                           F#7
He came around like he was dignified.
                                 C#
He showed me what it was to cry.

                                        Fm
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored.
You don’t seem to know
                          F#7
Or seem to care what your heart is for.
I don’t know him anymore.

           Bbm
   There’s nothing where he used to lie.
 G#
   My conversation has run dry.
 Fm
   That’s what’s going on.
 G#
   Nothing’s fine,

         C#
     I’m torn.
                    G#
     I’m all out of faith,
                   Bbm
     This is how I feel.
                       F#
     I’m cold and I am shamed,
                        C#
     Lying naked on the floor.
                    G#
     Illusion never changed
                    Bbm
     Into something real.
                        F#
     I’m wide awake and I can see
                        C#
     The perfect sky is torn.
                     G#
     You’re a little late.
                 Bbm   F# C#
     I’m already torn.

So, I guess the fortune teller’s right.
I should’ve seen
Just what was there and not some holy light.
But you crawled beneath my veins and now

   I don’t care, I have no luck.
   I don’t miss it all that much.
   There’s just so many things
   That I can’t touch,

     I’m torn.
     I’m all out of faith,
     This is how I feel.
     I’m cold and I am shamed,
     Lying naked on the floor.
     Illusion never changed
     Into something real.
     I’m wide awake and I can see
     The perfect sky is torn.
     You’re a little late.
                 Bbm   F#
     I’m already torn.
     Bbm
     Torn.

Instrumental: Bbm G# | F#7 | F#7
              Bbm | Bbm | Bbm | Bbm
              C# | C# | G# | G#

   There’s nothing where he used to lie.
   My inspiration has run dry.
   That’s what’s going on.
   Nothing’s right,

     I’m torn…
     I’m all out of faith,
     This is how I feel.
     I’m cold and I am shamed,
     Lying naked on the floor.
     Illusion never changed
     Into something real.
     I’m wide awake and I can see
                 F#  
     The perfect sky is torn.

                    G#
     I’m all out of faith,
     This is how I feel.
     I’m cold and I’m a shamed,
     Bound and broken on the floor.
     You’re a little late.
                 Bbm   F#
     I’m already torn.
     Bbm G#      C# G# Bbm F#   C#
     Torn, torn.