Current 93 - A gothic lovesong

I'm c^Amlicking you^Fr fingers ^Gfor a gothic^Em twilight That ^Amactually ex^Fisted just^G in your hea^Emd Yo^Fur fingernails painted b^Emlack Or bloo^Fdred I for^Gget ^G7

An^Fd your fake-leathe^Gr volumes Ja^Cbbering on h^Amell Ma^Fnifest dec^Gadence was what you ^Emhoped to exhai^Aml Y^Four eyes tried s^Go hard to glit^Amter

A st^Amar-snuffing b^Flack So yo^Gu opened your bo^Emoks And ^Amyou opened you^Fr legs And s^Go opened your ^Emheart And l^Fet in the badne^Emss You c^Flaimed As yo^Gur friend ^G7

Wit^Amh un-angels hov^Fering Like^G flies round th^Eme orchard Tha^Amt had covered y^Four soul Thei^Gr empire increa^Emsing And y^Four country^Em Deser^Fted by yours^Gelf ^G7

The be^Flls of ^GSt. Mary ca^Cll us to reme^Ammber That l^Fife is ^Gwith end^Em And th^Fe gestures can kil^Gl us Moreov^Cer destroy^Am And th^Fere is on^Ge judgment only^Am

Your^Am letters came dai^Fly In Fr^Gench or in Germa^Emn But ^Amthey meant to me ^Fnothing I cau^Gght the slow cor^Emds And^F dry i^Emce fogg^Fing your m^Gind ^G7

I se^Fe all^G too c^Clearly n^Amow Why ^Fyou c^Gould be di^Emscarded And ^Fthough I could pra^Gy for you I pr^Cobably shan't^Am Havi^Fng had m^Gy cup fill^Emed up With^F your lies And your m^Gakeup ^{C Am} You ^Fwere noth^Ging Thin^Cking you're somethi^Amng

And ^Fnonet^Gheless I st^Cill write this gothic ^Amlovesong A si^Fgn to^G myself And ^Cthe memory of my p^Amast I st^Fill w^Grite this go^Cthic loveso^Amng A si^Fgn to^G myself And ^Cthe memory of my p^Amast And ^Fa way to sh^Gut out your f^Amace