Aimee Mann - Avalanche

^G#mWell I stepped into an ^Eavalanche ^G#mIt covered up ^F#my sou^G#ml; When I am not this ^Ehunchback that you see ^G#mI sleep ^F#beneath the golden ^G#mhill ^BYou who wish to ^F#conquer pain You mus^G#mt learn, learn to serve me^E well^D#

^G#mYou strike my side by ac^Ecident ^G#mAs you go ^F#down for your ^G#mgold The cripple here that you ^Eclothe and feed ^G#mIs neither ^F#starved nor ^G#mcold; ^BHe does not ask for your ^F#company Not at the ^G#mcentre, the centre of the ^Eworld ^D#

^G#mWhen I am on a ^Epedestal ^G#mYou did not ^F#raise me ^G#mthere Your laws do not^E compel me ^G#mTo kneel ^F#grotesque and ^G#mbare ^BI myself am the ^F#pedestal For this^G#m ugly hump at which you ^Estare ^D#

^G#mYou who wish to ^Econquer pain ^G#mYou must ^F#learn what makes me ^G#mkind; ^G#mThe crumbs of love that you ^Eoffer me ^G#mThey're the crumbs I've ^F#left ^G#mbehind ^BYour pain is no credential ^F#here It's just the ^G#mshadow, shadow of my ^Ewound^D#

^G#mI have begun to ^Elong for you ^G#mI who ^F#have no ^G#mgreed I have begun to ^Eask for you ^G#mI who ^F#have no ^G#mneed ^BYou say you've gone aw^F#ay from me But I can ^G#mfeel you when you ^Ebreath^D#e

^G#mDo not dress in those ^Erags for me ^G#mI know you ^F#are not ^G#mpoor ^G#mYou don't love me quite so ^Efiercely now ^G#mWhen you know that you ^F#are not ^G#msure ^BIt is your turn, beloved It is ^G#myour flesh that I ^Ewear ^D#