By Black Box Recorder, on their debut album #England Made Me#, 1998 It's my A E C#m D primary instinct to protect the child A E C#m D (transitory notes: d / c# / d/ c#) Girl singing in the wreckage A E C#m D My dress is torn, my hair is wild A E C#m D Girl singing in the wreckage A E C#m D My first kiss, my early boyfriend A E C#m D Girl singing in the wreckage A E C#m D Wet weekends, new years eve parties A E C#m D Girl singing in the wreckage (Am arpeggio) -----0---------0----------0----------0------| --------1---------1----------1----------1---| -2------------------------------------------| -----------3--------4-----------3-----------| --------------------------------------------| --------------------------------------------| Hour after hour after hour X2 A E C#m D My 18th birthday, I'll die of boredom A E C#m D Girl singing in the wreckage A E C#m D My private world is smashed right open A E C#m D Girl singing in the wreckage A E C#m D My 1st trip, my expectations A E C#m D I had a dream that it would end like this A E C#m D No destiny, No destination A E C#m (tacet) You hit the ground and then it stops (Am arpeggio) -----0---------0----------0----------0------| --------1---------1----------1----------1---| -2------------------------------------------| -----------3--------4-----------3-----------| --------------------------------------------| --------------------------------------------| Hour after hour after hour X2 (Bm arpeggio) --------------------------------------------| -----3---------3----------3----------3------| --------4---------4----------4----------4---| -4----------5--------6----------5-----------| --------------------------------------------| --------------------------------------------| Hour after hour after hour X2 B F# D#m E I miss my hometown, it's nothing special B F# D#m E Call my parents let them know I've arrived B F# D#m E My primary instinct is to protect the child B F# D#m E Send the postcard from the airport That s what I could figure out, but all comments welcome.