Red House Painters - Medicine bottle

^F#Giving in to ^Glove And sharing my ^F#time Letting someone ^Ginto my misery I^F# told it all step by ^Gstep

How I landed on the i^Asland And how I’d ^Gswim across the ^F#sea And it crosses my ^Gmind That I may awake to a knife in ^Ame

No more ^Gbreath in my hair or ladies’ under^F#wear Tossed up over the ^Galarm clock Blood dripping from the ^F#bed to a neatly written ^Gpoem A heartfelt last ^F#line r^Geading

“There is no more ^Amystery" Is it going to ^Ghappen, my l^F#ove? “There is no more ^Gmystery" Is it going to happen, my ^Alove?

It’s all in my ^Ghead, she said, "Morning after n^F#ightmare You’re building a ^Gwall," she said, "Higher than the ^F#both of us So try living ^Glife instead of hiding in the ^F#bedroom Show me a ^Gsmile and I’ll promise not to ^Aleave ^Gyou"

It happened under a ^F#rainy cloud Passing through the ^Gdark south We went into a ^F#big house And slept in a ^Gsmall bed

I didn’t know you ^F#then As well as you of ^Gme We talked of our s^F#ad lives And we went ^Goff separ^Aately

And we went o^Gff separa^F#tely I found your overseas souv^Genirs Holiday g^F#reeting cards And some long-^Gforgot high school f^Aears

“It's all in my ^Ghead," I said Banging a ^F#piano “I've not been so ^Galone," I thought “Since kicking in the ^Awomb"

I drank so much ^Gtea I wrote my letters in ^F#Kanji, yeah Around the block I ^Gwalked and walked Pretending you were ^F#with me

Not wanting to d^Gie out ^Ahere With^Gout ^F#you

The hurting never ^Gends Like birthdays and ^F#old friends We forget that is ^Gflesh Blood and bone is ^F#human

Trading phone lines for ^Gairlines Unwilling to ^F#face That love is ^Gfound on the i^Anside Not the ^Goutside

And like a ^F#medicine bottle In the ^Gcabinet I’ll ^Akeep you And like a ^Gmedicine bottle In my ^F#hand I will ^Ghold ^Ayou

And ^Gswallow you ^F#slowly As to last me a ^Glifetime Without holding too ^F#tight I do not want to ^Glose^F#

The thrill that it ^Ggives me To look out from my ^F#window And scowl at the ^Ghouses From my ^F#world in my ^Gbedroom

“It's all in his ^Ahead," she read In a ^Ggirlfriend’s self-^F#help book “It's all his own ^Gmaking A war with hims^Aelf

Like two sides of a ^Gwall That ^F#separates two c^Gountries He shuts out the ^F#world And wants only to l^Gove you”

Not wanting to ^Adie out ^Ghere Witho^F#ut you Not wanting to d^Gie out ^Ahere Wit^Ghout ^F#you