Patty Griffin - Christina

^GIf you had the real ^Dthing how would you ^Atell Liars can ^Gsay it all just as well Every ^Dsingle word ^Ayou're heard in ^Gvain Baubles of ^Dgold stars in your ^Ahair Reflections that ^Gtold you that they were not there And the ^Ddiamonds on your ^Achecks have turned to ^Gflames And up in the ^Aair they would ^Dwrite your ^Bmname there But ^Glove would ^Afall to ^F#mpieces ^Bmin the rain Who would know ^Abetter than you A hundred love ^Gletters and none of them true Chris... ^Dtina... ^A....ohhh ^GChris... ^Dtina... ^A....ohhh ^G It's a wonderous ^Dworld of ridiculous ^Athings With nothing so ^Grare as the love that it brings In the ^Dsilence of a ^Asmile that under ^Gstands A piece of the ^Daction, pieces of ^Agold Everyone's ^Gpaid well and does what they're told For the ^Dsimple daughter ^Aof a simple ^Gman And up in the ^Aair they would ^Dwrite your name there G A bm But love would fall to pieces in the rain Who would know ^Abetter than you A hundred love ^Gletters and none of them true Chris... ^Dtina... ^A....ohhh ^GChris... ^Dtina... ^A....ohhh ^G Chris... ^Dtina... ^A....ohhh ^GChris... ^Dtina... ^A.... ^E