Damien Jurado - Beacon hill

^CKeeping you close, fal^Cling behind ^FI lost my voice, you lost y^Four mind ^CYou say you’re not well, I say you’re fine ^{C F}Walking with me through the aisles of a drug^Fstore

^COh if you return to^F me, oh^C, if you return to me ^F

^CYour mother’s a fake, a phantom who ste^Cals ^FThe smile on your face is not what you fe^Fel ^CI’ll check you in if you che^Cck me out ^FSome lonesome wrist cutter who says I’m her brothe^Fr

^COh if you return to^F me, oh^C, if you return to me ^F

^CWas I the ghost, or one of your voic^Ces ^FYou hear in your head when you’re out ^Fkilling horses? ^CWho’s taking my place, who’s ta^Cking you home? ^FI don’t think it’s safe to turn ^Fout the nightlight

^COh if you return to^F me, oh^C, if you return to me ^F

^CI read your reviews, I studied the l^Cines ^FI know them so well, my life’s now a t^Fragedy ^COne for the road, two for the p^Clan ^FAnd I will be fine, as long as y^Fou take me

^COh if you return to^F me, oh^C, if you return to me ^F

^CIt’s ^Gall ri^Fght, baby ^CIt’s a^Gll rig^Fht, baby ^CIt’s a^Gll rig^Fht, babe ^CIt’s a^Gll rig^Fht