Bright Eyes - Laura laurent

^FLaura are you still ^Dmlivin' ther^Ge on your estate of sor^Frows? ^FYou used to leave it oc^Dmcasionally^G but now you don't even b^Fother ^Fto ride the com^Dmmuter train^G west to Chic^Fago ^Fto stroll through the ^Dmgreene^Gry in the park past ^Fthe statues

^Amhow her eyes seemed to ^Amfollow you^F, like a hated a^Gddiction ^Amtheir beauty carved out of ^Amabsolutes you could never claim ^F or even en^Gvision

^FLaura you were the^Dm saddest song in^G the shape of a wom^Fan ^Fyeah I thought you were^Dm beautifu^Gl but I wept with your ^Fmovements ^Fbut I hope that you're ^Dmlaughing no^Gw from that place on the ^Fcarpet ^Fwhere we shared a ^Dmsleeping bag^G in your sister's ap^Fartment ^Foh how she would w^Dmorry so, yo^Gu know I was just a stra^Fnger but sh^Fe asked me to ^Dmcare for you, yes she ^Fdid ^Gand I went and betrayed her

^AmBut do you know we're i^Amn high demand, Laura,^F us, people who suffe^Gr? ^Ambecause we don't take to a^Amrguing an^Fd we're quick to surr^Gender.

^FWell I think I would^Dm call toni^Gght if I still had your^F number ^Fyour thoughts have always laid ^Dmclose to mine,^G and we're both skipping su^Fpper. ^FBut you should never be e^Dmmbarrassed by y^Gour trouble with li^Fving ^F'Cause it's the ones with the ^Dmsorest throats, Laura, ^Gwho have done the most singing ^F