Db Ab You ve made your decision now get up and leave Gb Ab Db The familiar sting of the woodcutters swing to the tree Db Ab I’ll fall in the forest to elbows and knees. Gb Ab Db And it won t make a sound since there s no one around here to see Gb Db I was prepared to love you Gb Db Ab And never expect anything of you Db Ab If a spirit has left you baby don t lie to yourself Gb Ab Db Put them old records on and admit that it s gone somewhere else Db Ab Just because we re beasts of blame by nature doesn t mean that you should carry it again Gb Ab Db It s a question of needs, and not rosary beads, in the end Gb Db I was prepared to love you Gb Db And never expect anything of you Gb But there s no patron saint of silent restraint Db Ab Gb There ain t no sword in our lake Db Just a funeral wake Bbm Db You were the coldest star in the sky Gb Db Only I couldn t see it I was blind Bbm Db In come the black night calling your name since you were born Gb Ab Db Only I couldn t hear it I was empty as a drum Gb Db I was prepared to love you Gb Db And never expect anything of you Gb But there no patron saint of silent restraint Db Ab Gb There ain t no sword in our lake Db Ab Gb There ain t no sword in our lake Db Ab Gb There ain t no sword in our lake Db Just a funeral wake.
