Chicosci - Knives

And th^Ge knives ^AmShe's gone, we'll sing h^Ger to sleep ^FThis knife in my hand, grasping ^G DO VERSE The lies! The song is growing louder Were you wishing I would die tonight' My back, the color crimson Honey, pleas, the crime wasn't mine Won't you keep it all inside Don't bite the feeding hand A kiss to betray, the endless fuck REF2 ^AmYou're gone; we'll sing you to slee^Cp ^FNothing in your hand, fading^G BRIDGE ^AmLiars never learn at al^Cl You've ^Fbeen given the chance to fly^G So long, my dear A thousand times goodb^Eye