Two Gallants - The throes

^C'Well I don't know if I can take this anym^Emore' she's thinkin' as he shoves her 'gainst the ^Amwall Screamin'. 'Well than what good are you f^Gor, you don't give me no pleasure at a^Cll.' 'Oh now I know I need to l^Emeave' so she tells herself a^Amgain, wipes a little blood upon her s^Gleeve,

And b^Faby starts a c^Cryin', daddy ^Amsits back d^Gown, ^Csinks another d^Grink to bring his t^Amemper d^Gown. And his i^Cmage there reflectin' on the ^GTV screen, ^Freminds her of a ^Cbetter day she t^Amhought she'd se^Gen.

But now t^Cake your time bef^Gore you grieve, ^Fand keep your heart hid o^Cff your sleeve, ^Fcause ain't no one but y^Cou deceived, ^Amyour sympathy is s^Goon to leave. And now h^Cide your mouth bef^Gore you speak, ^For better yet just t^Curn a cheek ^FI watch your interest g^Crowin' weak, ^Fbut still you say that ^CI'm the freak and I g^Emuess that's f^Gine with ^Cme.

^CBut he's probably had a long, long ^Emday, she's thinkin' in the kitchen while she w^Ameeps, puttin' dinner's leftovers a^Gway as he stumbles off to bed and then to s^Cleep. Surely he'll be better come the d^Emawn, when I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he g^Amoes, wakes without a word and then he's g^Gone, he's got that kind of love that never s^Chows. And b^Faby starts a w^Cailin', daddy c^Amomes back d^Gown, ^C'Shut up that c^Ghild', she h^Amears him s^Ghout, and c^Cradled in her arms she tries to c^Galm the sound, ^F'How am I to s^Cleep', he screams and s^Amlaps her do^Gwn.

But now t^Cake your time bef^Gore you grieve, ^Fand keep your heart hid o^Cff your sleeve, ^Fcause ain't no one but y^Cou deceived, ^Amyour sympathy is s^Goon to leave. And now h^Cide your mouth bef^Gore you speak, ^For better yet just t^Curn a cheek ^FI watch your interest g^Crowin' weak, ^Fbut still you say that ^CI'm the freak and I g^Emuess that's f^Gine with ^Cme.

^CAnd when she wakes her head don't cease to p^Emain, body's broken and her clothes are torn a^Amway, still the threat of emptiness rem^Gains, s she struggles to her feet to get a^Cway. 'Hell, where has my child g^Emone', she screams as she runs from room to r^Amoom. Every sound of silence lingers ^Gon,

And her m^Find drowns into ^Cshadows, mama f^Amalls back d^Gown, ^Cwhere the walls that shape her w^Gorld seem taller ^Amfrom the g^Ground. And n^Co more breath to scream her throat just d^Grifts away, ^Fand no more life to l^Cose as if there ^Amwere to sa^Gve.

But now t^Cake your time bef^Gore you grieve, ^Fand keep your heart hid o^Cff your sleeve, ^Fcause ain't no one but y^Cou deceived, ^Amyour sympathy is s^Goon to leave. And now h^Cide your mouth bef^Gore you speak, ^For better yet just t^Curn a cheek ^FI watch your interest g^Crowin' weak, ^Fbut still you say that ^CI'm the freak and I g^Emuess that's f^Gine with ^Cme.