Do Fa Do
Do Do
Her eyes and words are so icy
Lam
Oh, but she burns
Fa Do
Like rum on a fire
Do Do
Hot and fast and angry
Do
As she can be
Lam Fa Do
I walk my days on a wire
Fa Lam Fa Lam
It looks ugly, but it's clean,
Fa Lam Rem7 Do
Oh momma, don't fuss over me
Do Lam Do
The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
Do Lam Do
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
Fa Rem7 Do
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Do Do
Calls of guilty thrown at me
Do Lam
All while she stains
Fa Do
The sheets of some other
Do Do
Thrown at me so powerfully
Do Lam Fa Do
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother
Fa Lam Fa Lam
But I want it, it's a crime
Fa Lam Rem7 Do
That she's not around most of the time
Do Lam Do
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
Do Lam Do
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
Fa Rem7 Do
Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Do Do
Her fight and fury is fiery
Do Lam
Oh, but she loves
Fa Do
Like sleep to the freezing
Do Do
Sweet and right and merciful
Do Lam
I'm all but washed
Fa Do
In the tide of her breathing
Fa Lam Fa Lam
And it's worth it, it's divine
Fa Lam Rem7 Do
And I have this some of the time
Do Lam Do
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
Do Lam Do
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
Fa Rem7 Do
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
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