The Stanfields - Total black

^DmWhen you left - I was done ^FI was broken clean in two ^BbWith overflowing pockets and a well appointed empty home ^DmWas it all for nothing dear? ^FCurse this wicked tongue of mine ^BbFor the hurtful words that flowed and burned as only poison can ^DmIn my mind I’m a wreck But ^Fon the surface I’m the typical ^Bbshell of spit and steel ^BbBuilt to win and scared to be ^Falo^D#ne ^{Gm F}Alo^D#ne ^{Gm A Bb A G F Dm}

^DmWhen you left I wasn’t there ^FI was chasing a great white whale ^BbOf my own invention on the lash and taking on all comers ^DmThose who tread upon my path ^FThose who dared to call me out ^BbThose who said I couldn’t do a thing with the hand I was dealt ^DmAll I saw was total black ^FAll I felt was pinpricks in my ^Bbpride All I ever wanted ^Bbwas to win and never be ^Falo^D#ne ^{Gm F}Alo^D#ne ^{Gm A Bb A G F Dm}

When ^BbI lay down ton^Fight with another ^Gmnameless ^Dmlover I’ll ^Bbthink of you des^Fpite being in the ^Gmarms of an^Dmother This ^Flesson I have ^Bblearned will ^Gmsee me to my ^Fgrave This ^Fburden is well ^Bbearned I’m ^Gmeternally its ^Dmslave