Bright Eyes - Classic cars

She was a r^Ceal royal lady, true p^Fatron of the arts Said the ^G7best country singers die in the ba^Amck of classic cars^F So if I e^Cver got too hungry for a s^Fuitcase or guitar ^CTo think of them all ^G7alone in the ^Cdark So I l^Caid some nights beside her in a b^Fed made for a queen ^G7She said I kissed her different, that all the ^Ammen her age were ^Fmean ^CGave me anything I wanted, Oh the ^Fgenerosity I took al^Cl that I c^G7ould, it was f^Cree Now the s^Cky is a torn up denim and the cl^Fouds just splattered paint It’s ^G7a room I’m renovating; it?^Am??s a name I g^Fotta change If I get o^Cut of California I’m going^F back to my home state To tell them ^Call that I ^G7made a ^Cmistake

^FAnd I keep looking for that blindfold faith ^G7Lighting candles to a cynical saint ^CWho wants the last laugh at the ^G7fly trapped in the ^Amwindowsill ^Ftape ^G7You can go right out of your mind trying to escape ^CFrom the panicked parad^G7ox of day to d^Amay ^F If you can’t^C understand something then it??^G7?s best to be ^Amafra^Fid

^CThe whole world it loves you if you’re a^F chic chameleon ^G7Intersecting circles she could hang with any^Amone ^F But when co^Cnducting business she would^F lie about where she’s from Saying, &q^Cuot;Life is ho^G7w it is not h^Cow it was" ^CI learned to listen felt like I was ba^Fck at school ^G7She’d talk forever about the phases of the ^Ammoon ^F Saying, &qu^Cot;Everything is a cycl^Fe, you’ve got to let it come to you ^CAnd when it does, ^G7you will know ^Cwhat to do" ^CWithout even knowing I guess I took up ^Fher advice Painted^G7 her front door it seemed a ^Amsuitable goodb^Fye ^CIt’s not that often but I ^Fthink of her sometimes Just something q^Cuaint, a ^G7couple sh^Cips in the night

^FAnd they keep moving at a glacial pace ^G7Turning circles in a memory maze ^CI made a new cast of the death m^G7ask that’s gonna^Am cover my ^Fface ^G7I had to change the combination to the safe Hide it a^Cll behind a w^G7all let people w^Amait ^F And never t^G7rust a heart that is so bent it can’^Ct brea^Amk ^F