Melissa Etheridge - Chrome plated heart

I got a c^D7hrome plated heart I got wings on these fingers trying to tear it apart I got an^G7gels crying from up above And they got r^D7ust in their eyes They got rust on their love

^BmBut I have learned to leave no s^Gtone unturned ^BmAnd keep the wall against my ^Gback And the ^Bmlove is real as the ^Gday is long And the n^D7ight is black

I got a ^D7two dollar stare Midas in my touch and Deliliah in my hair I got ^G7bad intentions on the soles of my shoes With this r^D7ed hot fever and chromium blues

^BmAnd I will feel another ^Glover's wheel ^BmAnd drive for miles and not look ^Gback And the ^Bmlove is real as the ^Gday is long And the n^D7ight is black As black as night

And I'll d^Dance in time and the t^Cimes are rough And I'll ^A#pay the price and I'll pr^Day that it's enough And just outside the door where it a^Clways rains I'll t^A#ake the time to polish these scra^Ctches and these stains -- on my

Ch^D7rome plated heart I got wings on these fingers trying to tear it apart I got an^G7gels crying from up above And they got r^D7ust in their eyes They got rust on their love

And the ^Bmonly way I know where the ^Gtrain will go ^BmIs when I'm sleeping on the ^Gtracks And the ^Bmlove is real as the^G day is long And the n^D7ight is black Black as night

^D7Chrome Plated Heart