The Antlers - Two

^AIn the middle of the night I was sleeping sitting up When a doctor came to tell me, "Enough is enough." ^DHe brought me out into the hall, ^F#mI could have sworn it was ^Ehaunted ^DAnd told me something that I didn't ^Eknow that ^AI wanted To hear that there was nothing that ^EI could do to ^Asave you The choir's gonna sing, and this ^Ething is gonna ^Akill you ^DSomething in my throat made my next words ^Eshake ^F#mAnd something in the wires made the light-bulbs ^Ebreak There w^Aas glass inside my feet and raining down from the ^Eceiling It^A opened up the scars that had just finished ^Ehealing ^FIt tore apart the canyon running ^Dmdown your ^Efemur ^DI thought that it was beautiful, it made me a ^Ebeliever And ^Aas it opened I could hear you ^Ehowling from your ^Aroom But I^A hid out in the hall until the hurricane ^Eblew When I ^Dreappeared and tried to give you something for the ^Epain You came to ^F#mhating me again and just ^F#sang your ^Arefrain:

^AYou had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare You were ^F#mjust a little kid, and they ^F#cut your hair Then they ^Astuck ^Dyou in machines, you came so close to ^Adying ^DThey should have listened, they thought that you were ^Elying ^AYour daddy was an asshole and he fucked you ^C#mup Built the ^F#mgears in your ^F#head, now he greases them up And no ^Done paid attention when you just stopped ^Aeating "Eighty-^Bmseven pounds!" and this all bears repeating

^ATell me when you think that we became so unhappy Wearing silver rings with nobody clapping

^EI didn't mind you blaming me for ^Ayour mistakes I just ^Eheld you in the door-frame through ^Aall of the ^Eearthquakes But you ^Apacked up your clothes in that bag every night

From ^Estomping out that door Coming ^Aback like you ^Ealways do

^AWell no one's gonna fix it for us, no one can You say that, 'No one's gonna listen, and no one under^Estands.' So there's ^Dno open doors and there's no way to get through ^EThere's no ^Dother witnesses, just us ^Etwo

There's ^Atwo people living in one small room From your two ^F#mhalf-families tearing ^Aat you ^DTwo ways to tell the story, no one worries ^BmTwo silver rings on our fingers in a ^Ehurry ^ATwo people talking inside your ^C#brain ^F#mTwo people believing that I'm the one to ^Ablame ^DTwo different voices coming out of your mouth While I'm ^Bmtoo cold to care and too sick to ^Eshout

^AHad a new dream, it was more like a nightmare You were ^F#mjust a little kid, and they ^Acut your hair Then they ^Dstuck you in machines, you came so close to dying ^BmThey should have listened, they ^Bthought that you were ^Elying ^ADaddy was an asshole and he fucked you up Built the ^F#mgears in your head, now he greases them ^Aup And no ^Done paid attention when you just stopped eating "^BEighty-seven pounds!" and this all bears ^Erepeating