John Moreland - Old wounds

^D I wanna fall asleep fore^Gver ^G I wanna learn to disa^Dppear Can you take away the mess, that’s been ^Gbuilding in my^G/D chest ^A Drowning out the ^Dsong I used to h^Gear ^D Love’s a violent word, don’t you ^Gforget it I ain’t saying that you ever^D could ^DI’ve seen my seasons change I was^G crying out your^G/D name ^ARemember when we u^Dsed to feel so ^Ggood

So d^Gon’t forget to love me in da^Dmn^Gat^Dion For the ^Gliving I have ear^Dned on love gone^Em wrong And we’ll o^Gpen up old wounds in ^Dcele^Gbrat^Dion If we don’^Gt bleed, it^D don’t feel like a ^Gsong

^DYou got your honest intu^Gition ^GYou got your cigarette^D smoke And I’m all your oldest fears, the bl^Gack mark on la^G/Dst year ^ABut I got the^D hope you let me^G hold ^DSo let them judge and shove us ^Gunder And let them do the devil’s^D work ^DLet them calculate the crimes ^Gin all our broken ^G/Drhymes ^ABut let us find the h^Deaven following th^Ge hurt

^GSo don’t forget to love me in damn^Dat^Gio^Dn For the ^Gliving I have e^Darned on love gone^Em wrong And we’ll ^Gopen up old wounds in c^Dele^Gbr^Dation If we don’t^G bleed, it d^Don’t feel like a ^Gsong