Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 We play these parlour games

We play at make believe

 When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave

 Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try

 We go straight past pretending

 To the part where everybody loves to cry

(chorus)

 Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers

 Indoor fireworks

 We swore we were safe as houses

They're not so spectacular

 They don't burn up in the sky

But they can dazzle or delight

 Or bring a tear

 When the smoke gets in your eyes

You were the spice of life

The gin in my vermouth

And though the sparks would fly

I thought our love was fireproof

Sometimes we'd fight in public darling

With very little cause

But different kinds of sparks would fly

When we got on our own behind closed doors

(chorus)

It's time to tell the truth

These things have to be faced

My fuse is burning out

And all that powder's gone to waste

Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through

I'll build a bonfire of my dreams

And burn a broken effigy of me and you

(chorus)

Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!

date: 95/10/15

T+M: MacManus

 We play these parlour games

We play at make believe

 When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave

 Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try

 We go straight past pretending

 To the part where everybody loves to cry

 Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers

 Indoor fireworks

 We swore we were as safe as houses

They're not so spectecular

 They don't burn up in the sky

 By they can dazzle and delight

 Or bring a tear

 When the smoke gets in your eyes

 You were the spice of life

The gin in my vermouth

And though the sparks would fly

 I thought our love was fireproof

 Sometimes we'd fight in public darling

 With very little cause

 But different kinds of sparks would fly

 When we got on our own behind closed doors

 Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers

 Indoor fireworks

 We swore we were as safe as houses

They're not so spectecular

 They don't burn up in the sky

 By they can dazzle and delight

 Or bring a tear

 When the smoke gets in your eyes

 It's time to tell the truth

These things have to be faced

My fuse is burning out

 And all the powder's gone to waste

 Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through

 I'll bulid a bonfire of my dreams

 And burn a broken effigy of me and you

 Indoor fireworks

Can still burn your fingers

 Indoor fireworks

 We swore we were as safe as houses

They're not so spectecular

 They don't burn up in the sky

 By they can dazzle and delight

 Or bring a tear

 When the smoke gets in your eyes