Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)
Difficulty: Novice
Intro:
Bb F Am G
There’s a boy here lying quiet in my shadow like a prayer
Bb F Am G
he drips from every angle into colours that I wear
Bb F Am G
he wanders like an saint on predatory pilgrimage
Bb F Am G
with a grimace and a limp he puts his wrist against my cartilage
Bb F Am G
and I could separate these bones, I could pack them into prose,
Bb F Am G
or I could hold a cancer in my soul until it overflows,
Bb F Am G
but there is only boy and breath, gentle handprints on my chest.
Bb F Am G
mouthing little darling, deepest, loveliest of sacrilege.
Bb F Am G Bb F Am G
This boy of filth, he’s born of Gods,he..
Bb F Am G
clutches at my flaws, he
Bb F Am G
drags me from my holocaust..
Bb F Am G Bb F Am G
he takes my limbs, he wraps them around him,he..
Bb F Am G Bb F Am
takes my shake and takes my sick and feeds me bread and then…
Bb F Am G Bb
these violent wall eyed dreams that mite their way into my fear of me and mine
F Am G Bb
these wines and sugars in my blood they mutter “Take your claws and climb
F Am G Bb
the inch of every pale moon love, you once swore you’d pay nevermind.”
F Am G D# Bb
When I am on the side of you, I’d say my gods were always lying
Verse 2:
Bb F Am
There’s a girl pacing around me, proselytizing parasite.
Bb F Am G
Her sick, acidic logic ridicules the ancient rite.
Bb F Am G
and when her teeth break up on me like tiny cliffs of chalk,
Bb F Am G
I crash into her canyon, lick the injuries she likes to mock.
Bb F Am G
And I could cut her down to size, It’s half as hard as compromise,
Bb F Am G
or I could watch a blind sleepwalker creep all sweet and none-the-wise,
Bb F Am G D#
but there is only girl and grin, curling up under my skin,
Bb F Am G
picture you and I forgetting why we let the other in.
Bb F Am G
This judge of what, she’s
Bb F Am G
born of mud,she
Bb F Am G
answers to no blood,she
Bb F Am G
will not let me chew the cud.
Bb F Am G
She spits and swells,she
Bb F Am G
wears her wretched well,she
(Strum once) (normal strumming)
Bb F Am G Bb F Am G
holds my soul with taxes, tolls, and takes it straight to hell...
Bb F Am G Bb
these violent wall eyed dreams that mite their way into my fear of me and mine
F Am G Bb
these wines and sugars in my blood they mutter “Take your claws and climb
F Am G Bb
the inch of every rotten hate, I once swore "I’d pay nevermind!”
F Am G D# Bb
When I am on the side of you, you’d say your law was always lying.
Bb D# Bb
My Gods, they must be lying.
Lying…