Verse 1
             F# 
Walking this strict, straight line 
          D#m 
Sure, I’m scared, 
                C# 
To touch on the divine, 
                 C# 
To lay this pain beside. 
                  F# 
It’s patterned into my mind 
         D#m 
But I’ve strayed, 
                      C# 
I’ve strayed too many times, 
                 C# 
To set the thing aside 
 
Chorus
              F# 
And I want to lay, 
                    D#m 
To lay this pain on backwards! 
                   C# 
I want to twist it over, 
                 A#m 
I want to see it reversed. 
          F# 
I want to portray 
                    D#m 
Woman more than the betrayal 
                      C# 
The blood beneath the nails… 
                    C# 
The iron before the male 
 
Bridge
           D#m 
For if the myth 
           A#m* 
Is made by man 
              D#m 
Then it’s the man 
              A#m 
Who picks the knife. 
            D#m 
If it’s the god 
                A#m* 
Whose gaze does graze 
              D#m 
Then it’s the girl... 
              F# 
Who takes his eyes. 
 
Verse 2
             F# 
Walking this strict, straight line 
          D#m 
Sure, I’m scared, 
                C# 
To touch on the divine, 
                 C# 
To lay this pain beside… 
               F# 
The punishment set aside 
           D#m 
For figure fair, 
                         C# 
For hair that caught the light, 
                   C# 
Both kept and left behind, 
                         C# 
The horn, the stone, the knife, 
                     C# 
The deathbed for the wife 
 
Chorus
                                       F# 
(don't look down)        And I want to lay, 
                                             D#m 
(on me now)              To lay this pain on backwards! i won't be left behind,
                                            C# 
(i won't be cowed)       I want to twist it over, 
                                          A#m 
(i won't be crowned.)    I want to see its inverse      i have the horn, the knife, myself, this time.
                                   F# 
(don't look down.)       I want to stand 
                                             D#m 
(at me now)              On the wreck of desecration!   and if this ruin's MINE
                                       C# 
(i won't be cowed)       I want to desecrate him 
                                             C# 
(i won't be crowned.)    I’ll be the wife of ruin       see, keep it in a sheath, not in
                                                        my side.
 
Bridge
                                        D#m 
                         Cause it’s the myth 
                                        A#m* 
(if he reaches out...)   That makes the man… 
                                  D#m 
                         But I’m afraid 
                                     A#m 
(i have no doubt.)       Of no man’s knife 
                                    D#m 
                         And god forbid 
                                     A#m* 
(oh, don't look down...) He’s heaven-sent 
                                     D#m 
                         Cause if he is… 
                                       F# 
                         I’ll take his eyes. 
 
           D#m 
Oh, god forbid 
            F# 
He’s heaven-sent 
            D#m 
Cause if he is… 
              F# 
I’ll take his life.