I love the ending. |--------------------| |--The Poison Woman--| |--------------------| *Verse*

^FmThe seed of the apothecary on heir to aided ends She ^Bbmloves the sound the ^G#make as ^Cthey ^Fmexpel

A breath, a soul from the chest

^CmShe laughs a littl^Bbme, but never makes a ^Csound

*Chorus*

She ^Bbmswears shes offering you something ^Fmsavory (What lies she tells)

So ^Bbmtake a drink of product number ^Fmone (Right down the hatch)

And ^C#now it seems a smooth intoxi^G#cation, ^Cwell ^C#Just one drop is ^Cmore than ^Fmenough

*Verse*

^FmShe never dwells on penitence

Advancing in a haze

^BbmA million men have ^G#reached an ^Cend ^FmA side effect of incompetence

^CmShe laughs a little, ^Bbmbut never smiles

*Repeat Chorus* *Bridge*

^FmShe has her superstitions

They've got their rational on call

^CThey never saw it coming, they never stood a chance ^FmShes got a new tradition involving ethyene glycol

^CThey never saw it coming, they never stood a chance ^FmShe has not apprehensions, habits sustain her wickedness

^CThey never saw it coming, they never stood a chance *Break*

Fm Bb Fm Bb C# Bb Fm Bb *Outro*

With the ^Fmweight of the ^Bbmworld on her ^Fmshoulders She don't ^Bbwant none of the ^Fmsins as they ^Bbmunfurl in her ^C#palms

In her ^Cpalms

The Dear Hunter - The poison woman