Emilie Autumn - Willow

Willow, we^Gep for me Bow your t^Dallest tree Down to the i^Amnfamous hands Of someone ^Cno one underst^Dands I'm not un^Gique in this It's based on n^Done but my mistake At night I ^Amlie awake Thinking of a^Cll the hearts I'd h^Dappily break

It's c^Amruel, I know At least they t^Dell me so Well someone l^Amock me up and throw away the k^Gey Because I'm not ashamed, oh ^Cno Oh, w^Dillow

That I o^Gnly write love songs To th^Dose whom I don't love I only r^Ameach for him Who's tied to s^Comeone else's gl^Dove That which I h^Gold inside Which I a^Ddmire and deride Which I prot^Cect and hide is y^Dours

Willow, w^Geep for me Don't think ^DI don't see This life I'm l^Amiving in two But still it's s^Comething I must ^Ddo I'm not un^Gique in this Nor am I sp^Decial, sweet or kind I court a t^Amhousand smiles Yet I k^Ceep my own to h^Dide behind

It's c^Amruel I know At least they t^Dell me so Well someone l^Amock me up and throw away the k^Gey Because I'm not ashamed, oh ^Cno Oh, w^Dillow

That I o^Gnly write love songs To th^Dose whom I don't love I only r^Ameach for him Who's tied to s^Comeone else's gl^Dove That which I h^Gold inside Which I a^Ddmire and deride Which I prot^Cect and hide is y^Dours

Sl^Amander and diss^Gention They're p^Darlour games to ^Amme Papers overr^Gun with lies too m^Dad to mention ^AmYou say they never h^Gurt you No c^Donsequence, I'm h^Amappy We're much too far a^Gbove it all But ^Doh no, that's not t^Amrue These wicked pastimes take their t^Emoll These tyrant vices break your s^Amoul Deliver me from all I ^Emam And all I n^Gever want to be ^AmI love you (Oh willow, willow, willow) Do^Dubt me not Rewr^Cite this plot for a^Ell to see

And I o^Gnly write love songs To th^Dose whom I don't love I only r^Ameach for him Who's tied to s^Comeone else's gl^Dove That which I h^Gold inside Which I a^Ddmire and deride Which I prot^Cect and hide is y^Dours

^AmBend your br^Ganches to the gr^Dound and hold me c^Amlose Let me h^Garmonize with a^Dll that’s good i^Amn you Share your s^Gympathy and w^Deep for me Oh, w^Amillow, heal the hearts I've broken M^Cake me pure and st^Dart my song anew

For I o^Gnly write love songs To th^Dose whom I don't love I only r^Ameach for him Who's tied to s^Comeone else's gl^Dove That which I h^Gold inside Which I a^Ddmire and deride Which I prot^Cect and hide is y^Dours Is yours, is yo^Gurs