Old 97s - Love is what you are

She picks up a ^Fpen Writes down a ^Cword It doesn't feel ^Gright

The novelty's ^Fgone The novel rolls ^Con Until it's good^Gnight

Will anyone ^Fread Much less under^Cstand This thing she has ^Gmade?

Will anyone ^Fsee The truth of this ^Cthing When it sees the ^Glight?

^GLove is what you ^Fare Not what you ^Cdo ^G I know what you ^Fare And I ^Clove ^Gyou

The dream of her ^Fman Propels her al^Cong Into her de^Gmise

The hollowed out ^Flaugh At the back of her ^Cthroat The film of her ^Geyes

She hardly puts ^Fdown This thing she has ^Cbound Before she for^Ggets

She writes the ^Fend ^C But there is no sur^Gprise

^GLove is what you ^Fare Not what you ^Cdo ^G I know what you ^Fare And I ^Clove ^Gyou

^GLove is what you ^Fare Not what you ^Cdo ^G I know what you ^Fare And I ^Clove ^Gyou And I ^Clove ^Gyou And I ^Clove ^Gyou