Intro: Abm B Abm B E Gb Abm Gb Abm B E Abm B Gb Abm B A B Abm I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip B I said “you’ve taken the diet too far, you have got to let it slip” Abm But she’s not eating again, she’s not eating again, B She’s not eating again, she’s not eating again. E Gb Abm I ask her to speak French and then I need her to translate, Gb Abm B I get the feeling she makes the meaning more significant. E Abm B Gb Abm B She was always far too pretty for me to believe in a single word she said, believe a word she said. Interlude: A B Dbm At fourteen her mother died in a routine operation, E From allergic reaction to a general anesthetic. Dbm She spent the rest of her teens experimenting with prescriptions, E In a futile attempt to know more than the doctors. A B Dbm B She said one day to leave her, sand up to her shoulders Dbm E A waiting for the tide Dbm E B to drag her to the ocean, to another sea’s shore. Dbm E A This thing hurts like hell, Dbm but what did you expect? E A E And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart A E Gb Dbm And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course Dbm E A E But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me A E Five hundred behind, Gb Dbm a thousand years in perfect symmetry Interlude: Abm B Abm B E Gb Abm Best known left wrist right finger, through all the Southern States, Gb Abm B On every video games machine they call her triple A. E Abm B There were racists on the radio trying to give up smoking, Gb Abm B The chat show host, he joked “you have to wait for the government program”. A B You talk about your politics, and I wonder if you could be one of them, Dbm but you could never kiss a Tory boy without wanting to cut off your tongue again. E a good place to look to the future is when you are sat at the sea, Dbm With the salt up to your ankles and a view of the end of the pier, E You may look down at your model’s feet and wish that you’d just float away, A B Dbm And the weather here is overcast and the sea is the same shade of grey, B Dbm E So the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world, A Dbm E But to the left side and the right side, either way is a crazy golf course. B The sea is Dbm E A a good place, a good place To think of, to think about the future Interlude: Dbm E A E And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart A E Gb Dbm And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course Dbm E A E But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me A E Five hundred behind, Gb a thousand years in perfect symmetry Abm a thousand years no getting rid of me A B E a thousand years in perfect symmetry.