Brandi Carlile - The stranger at my door

^AmI have seen the ^Dmfirewatcher’s^Am daughter. ^Amwatching fires b^Dmurn from smoke to ^Amblack. there's ^Fnothing she won't ^Gburn, from ^CStyro^G/Bfoam to^Am urns. to ^Esomeone else's ashes in a ^Amsack... (..oh god i love her)

^AmYou can scorch the m^Dmetal, you can ^Ameven melt the glass. ^FYou can pass the time here, fire ^Amlives into the past An a^Gll-consuming flame, that r^Cefines and^G/B new ^Ambegins It'll ^Etake your family heirlooms, but it can take your darkest s^Amins It's a ^Fgood ol' bedtime story, give you ^Amnightmares 'til you die And the ^Gones that love to tell it, hide the ^Ammischief in their eyes ^GCond^Femn their sons to Hades And Gehe^Cnna is f^G/Bull of guys, alive and ^Dmwell But there ain't no ^Ehell for a firewatcher's daugh^Amter

^Amwoo^Dmooo^Amooo ^Amwoo^Dmooo^Amooo ^Fwo^Goo^Amooo

We e^Amxercise the ^Dmdemons of the ^Amthings we used to know The ^Fgnashing of the teeth become the ^Emremnants of our homes We ^Gthink we're moving on, from mate^Crials ^G/Bwe long^Am To ^Eforget we ever sold our^Am souls to own There's a c^Amhilling absolu^Dmtion that we're g^Amiven from our birth A ^Fpowerful delusion and a ^Amplague upon the earth But ^Gnothing scares me more Than the ^Cstranger^G/B at my d^Amoor Who I ^Efail to give shelter, time, ^Amand worth It's a ^Fgood ol' bedtime story, give you ^Amnightmares 'til you die And the ^Gones that love to tell it, hide the ^Ammischief in their eyes Conde^Fmn their sons to Hades And Gehe^Cnna is ful^G/Bl of guy^Ams, alive and w^Dmell But there ain't no ^Ehell for a firewatcher'^Ams daughter