Intro: AmAmEAmEAm
Scarred by the devil with pock mark on cheek.
EAmE
She sang like an angel with a voice that would
Am
never keep
AmCAmCC
And I mourn for her when her spirit rise. And I
EAm
don't want to go home.
AmEAmE
Pretty and peculiar. She glowed when dawn turned
AmEAm
dusk. The light gave off a buzz and the buzz it
EAm
gave off sparks.
AmCAmCC
I watched for crying but her eyes were dry. And I
EAm
don't want to go home.
AmEAmE
The day before Christmas her dear daddy took
AmEAmE
flight. She didn't bat her lashes as he walked into
Am
the night.
AmCAmCC
She screams for no one because no one is alone. And
EAm
I don't want to go home.
AmEAmEAm
I weep without thinking. I quiver at a touch. I
EAmEAm
will never be her. I wasn't built that tough.
AmCAmC
She talks without speaking. I don't talk at all. AmCCEAm
Oh, when I'm this alone- I don't want to go home.
AmCAmCAm
History repeats and brings me to my knees. Over my
CAmCAm
shoulder she's older and older and I'm just a
CAm
little girl.
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