Verse: C Em F C oh evaline, she visits me in my dreams Em Am G C her dress all cached with blood, good god C Em F C evaline, disappeared back in 93 Em Am G C we were in junior high, spent all day getting high Verse: C Em F C oh evaline she never ate a single thing Em Am G C her skin shone through the bone, good god C Em F C evaline films bag ladies in the street Em Am G C she’s got a collection of sick destitution
Chorus: C F Am and if you died tonight, what would be the song C F that you sing as your ship goes down C F and don’t be kind to love Am cause it’s not in our hearts C F C you and i are more fire than wood C F C more wind than bird Verse: C Em F C oh evaline they’re hanging prophets in the street Em Am G C come on let’s watch them die in slo mo C Em F C oh evaline stare hard into machinery Em Am G C that turns hands into knives, that turns truth into lies Chorus: C F Am and if you died tonight, what would be the song C F that you sing as your ship goes down C F and don’t be kind to love Am cause it’s not in our hearts C F C you and i are more fire than wood C F C
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