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INTRO
Am G F
I put it Amall on black, no Fcolor you're all Gdressed in
And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor
And I'm mourning the death, the recent passing of your insides
I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you
Am G F
I put it Amall in back of Fmy mind where I Ghold you
I'm just trying to keep track how far back it really goes
And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens
I'm just trying to relax as the killer's waiting right outside my door
FWhat's black and white?
G What's read all over?
F This tired book,G this organ donor
AmSweet blasphemy, my giving Ftree
It hasn't Grained in years
AmI bring to you this sacriFficial offeringG of virgin ears
AmLeave it to me, I remain Ffree from all the Gcomforts of home
AmAnd where that is, I'm pleased as Fpiss to say, I'll neGver really know
Am G F
I put them Amall in black, the Ffour walls of my Gbedroom
And I trimmed them in red, peeled your picture off the wall
And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat
That arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you
FWhat's upside down?
G What's coated in silver?
F This crucifix isG my four leaf clover
AmSweet blasphemy, my giving Ftree
It hasn't Grained in years
AmI bring to you this sacriFficial offeringG of virgin ears
AmLeave it to me, I remain Ffree from all the Gcomforts of home
AmAnd where that is, I'm pleased as Fpiss to say, I'll neGver really know
COne of these days,F it's gonna catch up to you
AmThrowing looks like those Garound F
COne of these nights,F I promise to you
AmI'll soon be sleeping Gsound
As Fsoon as I leave town
C F Am G x2
C G F