Editors - Papillon

      
 
 The Editors ?? Papillon - Correct version
 
 Riff 1 (version 1 - easy for the right hand)
 Em G Bm 
    

 e---------------------------|
 B---------------------------|
 G---------------------------|
 D---5----5---5----5----4----|
 A--7----7--------5-5--5-4---|
 E-0----0----0---3----2------|
 

 
 Riff 1 (version 2 - easy for the left hand)
 except for Bm, placed the left in the default position for each chord:
 Em G Bm 
    

 e---------------------------|
 B---------------------------|
 G---0----0---0----0---------|
 D--2----2--------0-0---4----|
 A---------------------5-4---|
 E-0----0----0---3----2------|
 

 
 Riff 1 (Album version)
 
 Em G Bm 
    

 e---------------------|
 B---------------------|
 G----0--0-----0-------|
 D---2----2---0---4----|
 A---------------5-4---|
 E--0---0----3--2------|
 

 
 Riff 2 (Chorus)
 C G D/C (place C-chord but 2 frets higher)

 e--------------------------------------------|
 B----1----1----1----3----3----3----3----3----|
 G----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----|
 D---2-2--2-2--2-2--0-0--4-4--4-4--4-4--0-0---|
 A--3----3----3----2----5----5----5----2------|
 E--------------------------------------------|
 

 
 Lyrics: (chord positions as accurate as possible, may not be 100% good)
 
 Strophe 1: Riff 1 in the version of your choice
 Em        Em     G          Bm           Em Em G Bm 
  Make our escape, you're my own papillon.
 Em               Em   G      Bm              Em   
  World turns too fast, feel love before it's gone.
 Em  G            Bm           
  It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 etc.
 My papillon, feel love when it's shone.
 It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 
 Chorus: Riff 2
 C   C   C     G                   C/D     C/D 
 Darling, just don't put down your guns yet.
 C/D       G           C      C 
 if there really was a God here,
 C             G                C/D C/D C/D G 
 He would have raised a hand by now.
 C etc.
 Now darling, you're born, get old and die here.
 Well, that's quite enough for me.
                G            C/D      C/D 
 We'll find our own way home somehow. 
 C/D Em (Riff 1)
 It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 
 Strophe 2:
 No sense of doubt or what you could achieve.
 Well, I've found you out, I've seen the life you wish to leave,
 But it kicks like a sleep twitch!
 You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe.
 It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 
 Chorus:
 Darling, now just don't put down your guns yet.
 If there really was a God here,
 He'd have raised a hand by now.
 Darling, well, you're born, get old and die here.
 Well that's quite enough for me, dear.
 We'll find our own home somehow.
 
 Riff 1 (repeat as much as you need to)
 It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 It kicks like a sleep twitch!
 
 (Play riff 1 a final time, with our without 'it kicks like a sleep twitch', and end on Em)