C/G x2
You, me, and all the kings and queens
Buried in the junkyard
And every time the herald Cherubs sing
We rattle with the car parts
I was born to lie here patiently
Be dragged on the by the black star
And you were told to glow majestically
And love until your hands bleed
C/G Fmaj7 x2
You stole your mother's whitest gown
Swallowed like a sunbeam
And I stole your father's crusted crown
It shook us like a bad dream
They were born to lie here patiently
Waiting for the big swing
But you were more than dressing for a feast
Eat until your teeth bleed
Oh my royalty, my hand goes out to you
You look painfully true
But I saw you cry like you used to laugh
When you looked around, Were you looking back
At a lonely love, as to sprouting beans
No one's quite as bloom, as they play to be
I would love to stay, but my work is through
I'm the truest song, that was never true
Tabbed by Jeremy Latimer
Send Questions/Comments to jl89795@students.salisbury.edu
You, me, and all the kings and queens
Buried in the junkyard
And every time the herald Cherubs sing
We rattle with the car parts
I was born to lie here patiently
Be dragged on the by the black star
And you were told to glow majestically
And love until your hands bleed
C/G Fmaj7 x2
You stole your mother's whitest gown
Swallowed like a sunbeam
And I stole your father's crusted crown
It shook us like a bad dream
They were born to lie here patiently
Waiting for the big swing
But you were more than dressing for a feast
Eat until your teeth bleed
Oh my royalty, my hand goes out to you
You look painfully true
But I saw you cry like you used to laugh
When you looked around, Were you looking back
At a lonely love, as to sprouting beans
No one's quite as bloom, as they play to be
I would love to stay, but my work is through
I'm the truest song, that was never true
Tabbed by Jeremy Latimer
Send Questions/Comments to jl89795@students.salisbury.edu