F#
My darling, my darling
B                           F#
are you as composed as the space you fill?
                                     B                               F#
you know there's little reason to demand what cant be given from the heads you fill
         B                A#m  G#m
and you aim your thoughts homeward
B                             F#
as if you had a reason to be gone

2.
F#                                  
and you were raised by sirens 
      B                                    F#
they taught you not to talk all words are empty
                                         B                                  F#  
but they lent you their hats, screaming bring back from the other side some sympathy
         B               A#m G#m
and you spend no time to wonder
B                          A#m
when you claim to know the answer
        F#
why be wrong

so you put on your painted dress
           B                                     F#
while the badass takes your hand and tempts you homeward

Refrain:
F#
and so I’ve heard
                  C#
that you've gone wrong
          F#
but is it OK
              C#
if I think of you
                      F#
'cause you might just be
                  B
what I’m counting on
              F#
just one more day
       C#       F#
that I must get through


3.
F#
well you break just like the morning
        B
and if yesterday dont know you
          F#
well who does then
                                         B                            F#
and if you ever seek me out I’ll be someone among the people you call ?
            B           A#m G#m
well you'd love to be a martyr
B                      A#m             F#
but you got nothing to die for so you wait
     B            A#m G#m
and wintertime is coming 
                                         F#
you can feel the cold drum drumming once again

Refrain:
F#
and so I’ve heard
                  C#
that you've gone wrong
          F#
but is it OK
              C#
if I think of you
                      F#
'cause you might just be
                  B
what I’m counting on
              F#
just one more day
       C#       F#
that I must get through


4.
C#
well I love my country

I love my country
B
but I fear your mother

I fear your mother
G#m (might be C#)
and she’s growing older

or so they told her
     B
and flowers wont replace her
                                F#
your my sheath, I’m your rapier

Refrain:
F#
and so I’ve heard
                  C#
that you've gone wrong
          F#
but is it OK
              C#
if I think of you
                      F#
'cause you might just be
                  B
what I’m counting on
              F#
just one more day
       C#       F#
that I must get through
       C#       F#
that I must get through